A thousand restless pathways converge,
Yet somewhere within the chaos, a thought takes shape.
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A Brainstorm in Crimson -
Uncreased pages
Dusty jacket
Cupboard closed -
Busy feet
Hush descends
Just chairs now … -
The Survey of Non Existent Places Here, geometry forgets its purpose and wanders free,
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While fragments of nowhere assemble into somewhere. -
The Cerulean Bestiary The sea keeps its own alphabet of forms,
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Drifting quietly between blue currents. -
Black radio
Red knob
Crackle… -
Headphones on
Voices drown
Headbanging starts -
Water ripples
Stone drops
Sun distorted -
Grey stubble
Brown wallet slides
Childhood photo -
A Cartography of the Subterranean Aquiferous Realm Beneath the weight of stone, a blue silence flows,
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Where buried rivers dream, and no one knows.
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