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"these things are how you make me feel:
a nuclear reactor power plant. filled not though with any weird harmful energy, only the energy of the sun, daisies, and golden marbles. filled to the brim. behind it there is also a rainbow. the reactor harnesses the power of the rainbow as well.
a great grey stoned tall tower that rises out of the ocean. there is nothing around for sooooo far. from the window I watch the waves and the world. all I can see is how far and how big the ocean stretches. it looks like it is the biggest thing in the universe. it is the universe. from my room in the tower, sitting above the ocean, watching its drops of water move in unison together, I feel like maybe I am bigger.
I am 17 and running in slow motion through a field lit with sun. the dust moves slowly through the air, the light burning through its tiny bodies. perhaps it is dust. perhaps it is magic dust.
I am on a boat. it is night. the world has calmed itself, solely to rock my boat gently.
like I could live forever. there is nothing that can harm me. my body will always be young and perfect. there are cities inside my chest. the cities look like new york in the fifties. they have tall buildings and women with beautiful dresses of color on their bodies. the men are all wearing neckties and hats. someone has saved a baby so there is a big parade. the sky is filled with ticker tape. strangers are kissing. their kisses are what make me live forever.
the subway chambers of moscow. I am vaulted. I have giant chandeliers hanging from my underground ceilings. I am glowing with light. I am a ballroom for the trains of russia. if you happen to be a child that has climbed down my steps to enter my body and you yell into it, the echo will hit those vaulted underground ceilings and bounce. this happens all the time. my tunnels are filled with these.
honey and trombones. honey and trombones."
-Anis Mojgani
a nuclear reactor power plant. filled not though with any weird harmful energy, only the energy of the sun, daisies, and golden marbles. filled to the brim. behind it there is also a rainbow. the reactor harnesses the power of the rainbow as well.
a great grey stoned tall tower that rises out of the ocean. there is nothing around for sooooo far. from the window I watch the waves and the world. all I can see is how far and how big the ocean stretches. it looks like it is the biggest thing in the universe. it is the universe. from my room in the tower, sitting above the ocean, watching its drops of water move in unison together, I feel like maybe I am bigger.
I am 17 and running in slow motion through a field lit with sun. the dust moves slowly through the air, the light burning through its tiny bodies. perhaps it is dust. perhaps it is magic dust.
I am on a boat. it is night. the world has calmed itself, solely to rock my boat gently.
like I could live forever. there is nothing that can harm me. my body will always be young and perfect. there are cities inside my chest. the cities look like new york in the fifties. they have tall buildings and women with beautiful dresses of color on their bodies. the men are all wearing neckties and hats. someone has saved a baby so there is a big parade. the sky is filled with ticker tape. strangers are kissing. their kisses are what make me live forever.
the subway chambers of moscow. I am vaulted. I have giant chandeliers hanging from my underground ceilings. I am glowing with light. I am a ballroom for the trains of russia. if you happen to be a child that has climbed down my steps to enter my body and you yell into it, the echo will hit those vaulted underground ceilings and bounce. this happens all the time. my tunnels are filled with these.
honey and trombones. honey and trombones."
-Anis Mojgani