How do I make it happen
/time travel
space travel
space time travel
how do we make it happen
Photographing a ghost.
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I could almost see you.x.
Becoming this.
/Most mornings I run with this wild. Sometimes I run to exhaust it all, all parts of Me.
When I see My desire hanging in the limbs of the Ironbarks and I feel My fear buried in the ground that wildflowers break from, the knowing comes that when I run back to reality for the rest of the day, I neither stay, nor leave the forest…
i am becoming this.
Sky ceiling
/Perhaps my lips pressed too frequent the wine glass this evening and I asked the ceiling a question in which he replied- I’m here to keep the sky away.
Back to beginning
/I shivered as I returned…
You pulled together the threads of the suns rays again.
Stop returning me only to disappear once more.
The finishing
/The start of my story always begins with the finish.
Lacan
/New work.
going up but looking down
/These two, my everyday, growing up, still within sight, only just…
Sad cities forget about you
/so blue
Kangaroo stopped in its tracks.
/“she walks slow, past the reach of home in a Western World, far from the things she knows”- Moments when lyrics stop you in your tracks. Thanks for the moment ‘Future Islands-The Fountain’.
Language Warning
/Morning walks alone, but never lonely in the bush forest near home, ‘Sun Forest’ in my ears and all around it seems… fucking gorgeous poetry Mr Nick Cave #Ghosteen
And when they taught you to use your eyes, how was it that you saw the world?
/Were you on the inside, or were you on the outside, or were you like a window pane who at the same time could be both?
pressing petals of poppies
/to make a shroud for eternal sleep.
Yellow
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