speaking

[supersonic]

speaking.
Touch, feel, this understatement, carefully stroking its own sense of humanity.
I seem to recall that I understand once again what it is I lost.
Nothing has to make sense here, sense is opinion and I'm losing all of mine.
It feels better this way without the awful bother of a self made conviction.
I taste the air and breathe in the sky from oh so above I can see it all in a blink of an eye.
Spinning towards a servicible conclusion threw all my unwanted tendencies.
Remarkable is the shape of solution as I stroke it tenderly.
I leave the door open as before never to return again.
But its error in attainablitiy keeps me tripping back in.
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If anything I do drugs to appreciate reality.

 

[writnpage]

"I leave the door open as before never to return again.
But its error in attainablitiy keeps me tripping back in."
That was fantastically put. I wonder how many people have doors they never want to return to, but can never completely shut.
Reminds me of how creative as well as destructive tendencies all human beings nourish.
Thank you for your words.
Luvs
-Amina
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"Like a bird on a wire, Like a drunk in a midnight choir, I have tried in my way to be free" - Leonard Cohen