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Remember when
Things were so
Still and collected?
They moved slowly.
Slow-moving things
Stagnating on pools
Of hot drifting air.
Listlessly floating onwards.
Yearning for something,
Anything to happen:
Ripples, waves, eddies.
Then the wind blew.
Over the peaceful
And letargic things
Musing in the calm.
Dark spirals winding.
Cutting through quiet
And still thoughts
Upon the breeze
Concluding in utter
Confusion.
In other news. Today was long, tiring, and interesting. I also discovered Sandman icons! Dream is so moody but amazingly cool.
"I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall."
Dream, in Brief Lives.
Things were so
Still and collected?
They moved slowly.
Slow-moving things
Stagnating on pools
Of hot drifting air.
Listlessly floating onwards.
Yearning for something,
Anything to happen:
Ripples, waves, eddies.
Then the wind blew.
Over the peaceful
And letargic things
Musing in the calm.
Dark spirals winding.
Cutting through quiet
And still thoughts
Upon the breeze
Concluding in utter
Confusion.
In other news. Today was long, tiring, and interesting. I also discovered Sandman icons! Dream is so moody but amazingly cool.
"I walk across the dreaming sands under the pale moon: through the dreams of countries and cities, past dreams of places long gone and times beyond recall."
Dream, in Brief Lives.