Mindfills

Getting lost is not a waste of time


Tag: fantacy

  • sea shells ~ free verse

    sea shells beached on white sandsin blissful after-lifecurves, curls, runesquiet in respitequiet in remembranceof an epic of earth’s music of stories swum through with the one otherof what we, even in our infinite imagination can only call fantasy Mindfills for dVerse OLN

  • A downpour of nonsense

    I hold an eight-coloured umbrella upside-down, letting bulbous water pockets splotch into the bowl but only from yellow segments – like lime-wedges you plug beer with, but yellower – on which CurvaceousCanary perches superciliously, also a little precariously, loses its lahdidah ballet-dancer poise and falls ungracefully into Soup D’Monsoon Petrichor, just when CovidCat gets guts…

  • Why doesn’t matter

    I gave up on feeling brave a long time ago. I’m a pretender. The human I was when I was born, got trafficked to some random realm, infinitely lost. I can pinpoint the exact time and space where I splinter into shards of possibilities and make that irrevokable choice to pack my atom into one…

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