she almost hears a sound when she reconnects to the universe in which she is most comfortable. it's a juicy noise, cerebral and sensual, thrilling in a contemplative way. beauty is expressed in the pure logic of chaos; there is math in the curves of her body.
so ass on the pier,
she assesses the current,
wanting to feel the earth move.
vice replaces good advice,
opening her up to
constructive criticism
and even more to prove.
the rain gives the humidity life and the air becomes an entity that leaves a trace.
(from 05 August 2006)
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defining existence through mayhem. life, my life, is sustained by the junk of adrenaline and bizarre experience, as adventure is an opportunity I cannot forsake. synchronicity plots my next move always.
About Me
- frē
- sometimes i like using a map, if only to see where to leave the path. sometimes i record my meanderings to remember where i've been.
1 comment:
"there is math in the curves of her body..."
Beautiful phrase!
I like the more "practical" language mixed within as well... "ass on the pier."
I haven't checked yours in a while. Nice!!
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