Friday, January 2, 2015

Dark Days Bright Tunnel ... "what countdown ?" ... day two ... æBalloon's entry ...

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standing pensively in front of the wall, you never quite realize its shear magnitude until you take a step back ... i whispered in your ear and when you turned you saw nothing ... inside ... between the hemispheres ... outside the ax dug into the ground drawing a line between herself and the dock ... between himself and the assembly line ... can my smile stretch wider ? may i sing a bit louder ? this anxiety on THiS birthday party is something to #BBE celebrated ! the clouds rolled in and never left ... the rain drops were the size of woodermelons ... and when they hit the ground the people exclaimed, "theres no TiME for miracles ! " ... the amount of gray used in this painting would make my teacher proud ... the hues swirling and visually interacting with each other in a way only to be described as ostentatiously tactile ... soon ... a rendezvous with quinacridone crimson and cerulean ... (only, you're the only one waiting) ... gravity, that fat man and a little boy, all wondering why they got dragged into this ... was it the allure of the hallway ? ... was it the parting of the seas ? ... was it the paisley pealed pear ? ... or was it the metamorphosis of that strange warm light mixed with the steady vibrations of your mothers heart ... u heard it once before ... and as you zip, dip, duck, and dive inbetween cars ... risking your life for the mail man and his tax refund ... shout out to the sun ÆND the moon ... cuz i cant really tell which reflects whom and where that damn spoon went to ... oh well ... pennies in æ ...#HAPPYDAiLYBiRTHDAY !!!!

float away with me ... 







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