It's called spacing out
this searching look
in the general direction of blur
as i comb the molecules
sense the connections
watching the aura of thought
the mind paves old roads
caresses the scenery
paints substance from urge
moving off in the general direction of blur
judih
(do i speak for others?)
yep....
lw
mmm
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------------ :) My sentient sentiments exactly --- sal
the mind paves old roads
caresses the scenery
paints substance from urge
moving off in the general direction of blur
where then? where to? whereon?
tell me and i will follow, dance, kneel
where then? when? whereon?
tell me and i will pause, pray, leap
substance from urge call it God or
maybe a slipping hour's really good fuck
or maybe how the trees believe in us
when we slow & look, forget our names
call for home, hopeless, call for home...
following the judih brick road
entering the blur of the coming
of the coming day..................