Monday, December 03, 2012

The Drift

sometimes it feels like a long distance between thoughts temperature and wind velocity right for a leisurely jaunt across a light expectant moisture forming in the folds and bends of you warming up to move to continue to cover the space between systems slip into rhythm a song a jingle or just the get and give your steps create a resonance a booming bass beat repercussing your breathing your heartbeat your footsteps all aligning it feels like a distance until the next bubble picks you up gone from your body traveling toward something greater processing your own overlapping cadences

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