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|rina (profile) wrote, |
on 2-14-2007 at 12:02am
|Current mood: resigned
Music: cotton wool - lamb
Subject: and i could stay there (make my home there)
|alone, again, but it isn't a new sensation.
how everything keeps fitting together and the way things turn to dust are intriguing, at best. but i'm adopting a new policy.
how things were, or are, is no longer the point. ahead of me it feels like a gauzy fabric is wrapped around future packaging; a fog, the kind that drifts and smoothes over the long grasses of fields and leaves dew in its wake.
hopefully, about now, transpiration/condensation/evaporation is still in effect.
i'm not waiting. i'm memorizing the shape of things to come.