tooo many times
Posted: November 19th, 2014, 2:24 pm
but now- when her eyesight was fading and her mind was slowing down- to where justy the basic bodily functions she was grateful for- when she didnt have a leaky bladder or a beard growing on her face- menopause had flatlined her- all those hormones just did one last tap dance before one that put her light out forever = she thought-but that man with the healing hands from india was giggling about 'tiny avatars' and awakening the kundalini- and she was already packed to go to india-inside-
the risk the adventure- it was all about endorphins-[indoor frenz]
sooner or later it will not matter which walls you look at- sooner or later - you just paint- in total exasperation-these images come- and you dont even know what they are for=
they mean something- people other then herself thought so-but she was lost already - the decent had begun-the yellow fading walls of yesterdays seemed crowded in her mind- she felt like she had been waiting in a line for a very long time- but forgot what she went in there for-
the smoke stench in her hair was sage- she had a wild look in her eyes
the cold sidewalk spoke volumes = she walked the dog a long the river- she spoke to her deepest valleys = she smelled the rain- she felt the earth beneathe her wet boots- she faded into an old womans soul-the river spoke to her- of things that brought a secret smile to her face- lit her like a candle and that glow just permeated the area-saturated- slightly tipsy from all that energy- her hair was slightly gray in spots- her skin wore itself well- the mystery was in the blessing
the risk the adventure- it was all about endorphins-[indoor frenz]
sooner or later it will not matter which walls you look at- sooner or later - you just paint- in total exasperation-these images come- and you dont even know what they are for=
they mean something- people other then herself thought so-but she was lost already - the decent had begun-the yellow fading walls of yesterdays seemed crowded in her mind- she felt like she had been waiting in a line for a very long time- but forgot what she went in there for-
the smoke stench in her hair was sage- she had a wild look in her eyes
the cold sidewalk spoke volumes = she walked the dog a long the river- she spoke to her deepest valleys = she smelled the rain- she felt the earth beneathe her wet boots- she faded into an old womans soul-the river spoke to her- of things that brought a secret smile to her face- lit her like a candle and that glow just permeated the area-saturated- slightly tipsy from all that energy- her hair was slightly gray in spots- her skin wore itself well- the mystery was in the blessing
