2005-08-29 - 12:31 p.m.
how to describe the sensation... no longer being of this earth. weightless, a smoke swirl sort of dragon creature, vapour ghost dancing from birth in the clear glass. human obligation forgotten far below, you float through the hours, entranced by details, certain rays of sunlight more than others, aware of the sound of hair and skin in soft friction, dimes falling in a tin can, a wind rush and the thought of dying, six blocks across the city where I be-sense-see-taste that of blue neon, velvet, speeding through space.
(I'm sorry, this earth repels my gravity)
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ps.
visual naked update. for kicks
