Signal to Noise
static and silence flickered waves of blue ghosts trapped in kinescope an eerie image coming through strain to hear the voices cheeks and fingers tingle hot and pluck at pedals for my fortune she loves me not she loves me not.
Tag: abstract photography
Synesthesia
To anyone who has it, this must be deafening.
Cerulean
And all that comes after, after the laughter, when you can’t hold your breath for one more second, and all the world is turning blue, is you. All that’s left is you.
Primary
and the light kicks up some dust around my heart like in the beginning just before we were
Interruption
Before we fell You could hear the crashing down As we stood among those who thought It could never happen to us
Once Descending
Light travels falling Through vast and undulating distance Both at once and forever I see now why She left Falling
A Question of Faith
Do you know enough to know my name? Do you feel enough to feel pain? Do you trust yourself to trust again – to need a friend? I miss you more. Is it easier to tell a lie, or is it easier to see her cry the very moment that you realize all hope has… Read More A Question of Faith
Midair
Not ascending or descending Suspended high above the far-below
Robert Müller and the Way Home 