Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
This piece was another collaboration with my dear friend and serial collaborator, Jasmine, or mine_primel on Instagram at https://www.instagram.com/mine_primel/ This has been our first collaborative creation in a long time, though not the first and certainly not the last. If you would like to see the work we have done previously, please visit https://objectsanddistance.com/tag/jasmine/ So … Continue reading A Drop in the Universe
The ninth in a set of NINE. All NINE pieces can be found at https://objectsanddistance.com/tag/manybecomingonebecomingmanycollection/ Artwork generated by CrAIyon (formerly DALL-E mini). "at last" - Recorded 7/27/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I would hold your naked formand kiss you gently on the cheekwhispering soft words in your earbefore you fall asleep I … Continue reading at last
for [you]. "like Green" - Recorded 2/19/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them seen there streaming,out like Green,to blow in the wind,just beyondreach,give chase,release. what is it to breathe,when it looks just like your heart? every. single. time.
Pinprick curl: You and I. Fold and grow... Fold and grow. All things must… All things must. Divide… To align. Divide… To survive. Built to… Built to go: To fall from the counter To linoleum and rubble Below.
I find myself in awe At the relentless procession of days and months How even the seconds and minutes Which seem at times too minuscule And like sand between fingers slip from perception Pile up one after another Until Before we have even realized it Half of our lives have fallen behind us And we … Continue reading A Reflection on the Passage of Time
On the horizon Where earth and ocean meet the sky Where two worlds collide This is where my heart resides Always at the divide If you pay attention You can see it in my eyes. The sun and the moon Indifferent in their ways Are unaware this place Ignorant their position As they drift aimlessly … Continue reading Oh, But in the Soft Twilight
The more tight our grasp On what we love The shorter now it seems to last We shall forget these things Until the bell, divided, rings And in its hollow sound The lines and words which we had prior found Now to which we're bound will sing Until this day arrives The voices we did … Continue reading Until the Bell, Divided, Rings
These are the moments To remember So simple But so intricate in the complexity of grand context Sitting quietly around crackling embers The warmth tying us together A nexus for spirits high The sound of the guitar humming in the background Staring softly into the glowing logs As if we can see right into the … Continue reading These are the Moments
Remember My love That I Need Now more than ever Your patience Your persistence Your support Your love The same as You Need My patience My persistence My support My love. Is this not The agreement we have made The line that divides What we were From What we are Moving towards Now? I You … Continue reading Remember, My Love
What spectre beckons from across the dark divide? What moves the earth beneath, what masses grow inside? If the morning robin mourned with dark and haunting tune; If the doves cried out at night with reverie for the moon; If the masses from the sea upon the land did take; If your loved ones laid … Continue reading What Spectre Beckons?
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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