......vains throbbed in lithium ribbons that tie and untie in tiring trails of neversaids ..and neverminds only never did mind....and the cortex caught a light sneeze from thoughts that crippled and fell in smudgeable dust, and when minds touch it's like fingers drawing pictures of a sun stained day through the dust...
...Ever get the feeling that life is moving on past you? without you? within you, yet still you remain without? Even the clouds seem to be in some disastrous game of hide and seek to which you ever hide, ever seek yet remain never found? .....And when the grey fades across the blue like some celestial claw she wondered is this anger?.... or is anger simply an enamel smile like white bathroom tiles begging for a red spray. Remembering shades of remembrance that darken like stains....
...And everything looked like something trying to remember something else, the sky wore its weary clouds like some mourning frown.and in certain slants of light.....it almost forgave me for thinking.
