the world outside the front door is tinted yellow .. i like it, its like a ghost world .. i keep watching, thinkin that at some moment, strange things are gonna ooze out from behind the trees and the buildings .. .. i like to think that im lookin out upon this phantasmagoria, but i get the sense that something else is lookin in upon me .. i expect a tap on my shoulder, followed by a voice saying, u dont belong here .. .. im far away .. in many pieces .. broken glass refracting light ... i am not me, i am not u .. there is no reflectivity, nothing which stands in relation to the image in the mirror .. i can feel the atoms and sub-particles staging a revolt ..
Posted on: Sat, 02 Aug 2014 22:24:59 +0000
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