::imaginative introspection::

Imagine that all life is an illusion. All that exists is this moment. No past, no future, each memory, every plan, a part of the illusion. Life, in a photograph.

Do you like the image of yourself?

Friday, December 3, 2010

what is real?

the cold has come.
toes exposed.
shivers up this spine
winter creeps over this nude form

i resist the urge to run through the streets
raving subconscious slipping out
as words drift from dream to reality

i wake.  Cold in the night.

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