The world shines, and I am slow.
The world shines slowly,
and I -the one behind it, screaming-
find its lightness abrasive and rude.
Undo your acts-
You weight that draws us each down.
Let your laws be loose and lenient upon us.
Spin gently,
consistently.
Explain yourself,
For I am slow./
We find ourselves weak, and in everyone else's arms.
I am responsible.
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Read, but I feel oh-so-public here in my commenting. Sometimes I think we think similar things Krista, like we're hitting our phases and some of our thought patterns at the same time.
This makes me rememeber how we do sort of line up when we're together. I'd forgotten this. It seems to still happen to some notable degree or another even far away. How very interesting... this must say something about our age in general and how the human mind perhaps tends to develop in some particular sequences. I don't know.
Great and good!
I thought I should say something more than "I like this" but I find I cannot properly formulate my thoughts.
I find your writing calming and lovely. You are quite inspiring, and cause me to stay up to late reading and re-reading what you post. Thank you.
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