In one piece of earth existed an infinite celestial wonder that floated in the intricacy of binary brilliance that were your eyes.
In that curved moment of beautiful distortion
I threw my juxtaposed s e l f into the explosive randomness of melting time
And never came back
I aimlessly wander through.
A deep breath
The air, it holds a tangible primitivism
I follow a beated path along the brook
As it guides my directionless saunter
Stillness of mind and habitat coalesce.
Dragonflies dance with my eyes
As I ponder their surreal spirits
Loneliness is liberated from every definition
Identity is lost in the harmonies of every root and leaf and songbird
Begone to all the names and labels,
It comes in the abstract waves of shades and colors,
One organic tellurian phantasmagoria.
A warm ablution for the cold comfort of my reality
As it humbly sits
Just beyond my backyard picket fence
And so, we continually wander beneath these wavering empty skies, setting forth down each new road with even greater uncertainty than our last. By ourselves alone, experiencing life's staggering madness. Causing us to go so completely insane, that we ask for nothing more from each other than a shear taste of one's uniquely charitable good company as we carry on through this incredible transient adventure.
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