Patterns: sense

Always look beautiful

Here’s something I’ve learned recently: Always look beautiful. This is because: Those other people who are all wrapped up in their own trips will think you’re some kind of angelic being, and will just fall in line. Those other people who are tuned in will recognize that you’re not actually faking it and that you’re

Mist

I woke up today on the train in the Pennsylvania fog Gray mist full to bursting with light Soft this time, but with the weight of memories of a time When mists were sharp …..And clouds etched the surface of my skin ……….And fog fractured my body The light grows warm, and differences glow Spaces

Ego trip

Still a little loose but writing Intent on moving outward It all starts with sense About to try this ego trip Since I’m tired of being alone A line, a dash, a color Just makes an impression, lasting the length of a glimpse Then it’s something …..Lines connect, dashes overlap, colors blend and separate …..Suddenly