Absolutely Miles Away …too many clouds, too little time…

unsleepable / unwakeable

eyes spinning in cracked sockets a little.  what news do you seek now?

some sort of update, some sort of interest and morsel and question and just repeat the answer to infinite wisdom somewhere where it goes and hides and… are we really making sense any more?

smooth pebbles feeling a constant glaze of water.  Reading reams of words on pages and taking none in.  Stones take on the shapes of words, spun across the surface of waves and on black silk waters, lay down.   Puzzle.  a wrapped gift.

don’t lie.  i won’t lie.  not to you.  this exasperates the reasons.  sometimes reason is reason enough.

short sharp shocks of breath arc in billowing air.  in the tomorrows of our past and the yesterdays of our future.

i think you are talking but can’t quite make out the words.  just a warm, gentle fuzz, punctuated by diamond ruby eyes sinking in the ocean of thoughts.  ashen lead falls through the weight above, resting on eyelids.  you echo in the distance.  sing me to sleep in the conch shell filling us with echoes, behind the waterfall… the only place we know to hide.

meet me there one dreamtime.

Ahem. That is astonishing.

eep! um, thank you, campfires and battlefields.

I think that sounds like an excellent meeting place and time. I’ll be there.

bohémienne : see you at the end of the world…one time.