Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Words.

Open window to spring-cleaned room. Morning in bed with new music. Removal of all distraction. Cold drink, hot day. Soft smell of chlorine from summer pools. Own bed after hotel slabs. First fall gust following scorching summer. Likewise, first winter flake. All the potential of a wrapped present. The core of man stripped bare; rebuilt. Tunnel vision. Injection of burning ice to the spine. Smells invoking memories. Religion and all its implications. Boldly traversing the mists of time. A job well and truly done. Quiet contemplation. Passion and power and pride. Single being, split to pair at the beginning of all. Finding a long lost companion.Singing of birds, clarion of trumpets. These are words to describe a girl.

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