Contact:the world is shuddering apart, rending and breaking up, one shiver of lightning at a time.Contact:
contact:
fingers interlock, a strong grasp between her loose delicate grip— his fingertips pull across the back of her hand as air dances light between her own.
the sky above them is a pale, unapologetic bruise rolling over a celestial skin, impermanent but so strong.
hold on to me, she says, as if that weak junction of pulse and hands will keep her entirely from dissipating or falling to pieces.
take my hand, he says, then the sky opens, electricity sin
They SayThe world is round, so travellers tell They knew the world is round And they knew that philosophers taught them this But what if the world is round? They say the world is round The world is round and the place which may seem like the endThey Say
May also be only the beginning The world is round; maps are flat The world is round so that friendship may encircle it The world is round
The world is a serious place You have seen these, you know they are fact The world is round The world is round; it has no point How do you know the world is round?
We don't believe
postcard-perfectgirl by green door posing for the flash/photographer before some small,tired cathédral at the back-end of rue beaumarchais somewhere in the middle of parispostcard-perfect
not that the street matters: it’s PARIS.
anyway, she is euroclassic tall black boot chic blonde, model-tall, notquite ideal-model-waif leaning against that green door beneath a bas-relief angel tryptich (somehow i doubt the sculptor,whosoever may he have been, intended for this girl/woman/whatever she is to “sully his art.” but he’s dead.irrelevant.entirely out-of-the-equation)
not that
by *enigma-astralis
Co
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
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By the pricking of my thumbs,
something wicked this way comes....
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"The universe, she is a bitch." Norman Maclean.
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