I became awake, From a very dark place, a patchwork of fear, of poorly conceived ideas. With a blister of water, the mark of working hands, Ready to catch, or cut. The senses aligned, the animal urgency, and voices picked up, Flowing over the static, late, quiet.
I became awake. Fingers are open, eyes they are open, the firing if images, an orchestra of scribbles. The guts of an engine, the veins of a leaf, light onto paper, exposed. A filament in a bulb, up above or in the ground. Together we are magic, together we are dreaming, together we reach endlessly, The center of a seed, so full of possibilities.
I became awake. I thought I was sleeping, but I was only forming a structure with no ceiling, With words like a runway, a cloud of a person drifting away. I was heavy, but now I am light. I was heavy, but now I am lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
