I am nothing...
May. 27th, 2003 11:45 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
crowsFreedom in stringing a life from streetlight to streetlight, in this day lit night world where it is so late but there are still shadows. Within them, I search for the tower, for the eyes of the dragon glittering, glittering like fire under the sea. I begin to understand sharp fragments of a life in Australia, all the way on the other side of the world, I fancy.
A grounded friend returns from afar and I turn inward to less grounded things at his vague and earthy inspiration.
With all of it, this thrumming over and over in my head... Singing and dancing and making love to the sound of drums...
I would take any of you with me could I go. I'd take you all, if only I could go.
Today, I seriously considered making 1,000 paper cranes to see if they would fulfill -my- wish. What kind of blasphemy would that be?
A grounded friend returns from afar and I turn inward to less grounded things at his vague and earthy inspiration.
With all of it, this thrumming over and over in my head... Singing and dancing and making love to the sound of drums...
I would take any of you with me could I go. I'd take you all, if only I could go.
Today, I seriously considered making 1,000 paper cranes to see if they would fulfill -my- wish. What kind of blasphemy would that be?