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The sounds of night breathing lain in a condo covered in snow.  My heart still lives there.  My heart still sings there on the second story of the cold Farmington home. I loved and lived there as you. Olive was the color of my nightt. 

Nightt

I cannot explain my sadness in words. It is better said in forms that I see in dreams & visions; they are the worlds that are most dear to me.I belong in them but accidentally exist in this one. SpiritFuture holds the music as the heavy feeling we get in the pit of our stomach when we know love/things will never be the same.The story of the indian is the discovery of new worlds, new possibilities. Openings. Portals. The background vocal melody is the story of the sacrifices made in waiting. Patiently waiting for someone who will never return. The indians came to kill. She did not care. She homed an empty heart. She stood still, waiting as she had always been to be killed as everything happened around her in slow motion to the sounds of the dripping maple sap drip of the wind. She whispers her story into the wind, to the unreturned as she leaves her bled dead community far behind like she too was left as she rides into the sun on the back of the Sun kissed indian chiefs strong white horse.


SpiritFuture

The dream,the end of the dream

The last kind of your kind.//Image courtesy of CrossedTriangle Tumblr as well as Peter Vidani's astronaut tumblr from Brooklyn NY. Beautiful eyes.

Birds

Please calm down believe me I have done my best.
Torn, bled out, in a parallel realm, felt your ghost.
No, please don't go, don't leave me alone, don't leave me alone.
[Lost in black holes out of place into space]
[I] wanted to exist; wanted to prevail; wanted to be you;

[I] want it to exist; want it to prevail; want it to be you.

Black Holes

Skeleton.  Both the universe & the stone.

Cloven

Old lost cause I’ve lost faith. 
Dream of you, I’ve no place. 
Old lost thoughts, I’ve lost faith, 
dream of you, fade to blue. 

Old. 

Old thoughts, I’ve lost faith. 
Dream of you life untrue 

Die with me, fly with me,
Whisper truth. 
Whisper tired. 
Tired.

Retcon

Romantic streams, I swim within,Romantic dreams. • °

OxbloodOrange

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