Tuesday, June 17


i must tell you that when the printer is throbbing in synch
while my pulse thumps to the beat of the bird's cries
i can't help but think that we are a web linked by sounds,
feelings, and tastes
slowly tearing away.

memories just never leave,
they are stuck just beneath the surface,
they stick with you and leave prints on your skin,
they fill your ribs and replace your breath,
they empty you while seeming to fill you,
you cling to them, to prevent yourself from drowning,
  they                     destroy

they told me that death was not fathomable by humans.
literally: that imagining yourself still and silent
and unmoving for too long could turn you into a messy
excuse of a human.
i guess that's why i like thinking about infinity 
when my life is only held together by a few strings (ripped at the seams).

2 thoughts:

  1. Amazing photography!! :)

    Well I was wondering if we could follow each other via bloglovin, gfc, instagram, twitter, facebook and g+? Do visit my blogs and let me know in comments where you follow and I will follow back from both my blogs!! :)


    1. Thanks Charu, I really appreciate it :) Gosh that's a long list! Unfortunately I don't really believe in follow-backs on demand as I like to choose which blogs I follow. Sorry about that, however I'll check out your blogs, that's not a problem.


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