Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
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
"sisifis is" - Recorded 01/05/2022 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them a smell like lonelysex andneglecthair in matted curls fallingover shouldersskin in flakesspilling likewastefluids on bareumbilical remnantforming thinkingof wetplacesfaceshardspaces likebasements floodedboxes of old photoshistory andlit candlesflickeringcarriedoutset in the sun to dry "are you okay?"honest eyes withworry and a bit ofpityenough to push … Continue reading sisifis is
"But Somehow I Can Still Breathe" - Recorded 12/28/2020 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them I amBeneath the azure seaAnd I amSinking down slowlyDrawn belowCovered with snake-like weeds But somehowI can stillBreathe I amAmongst the dirt and wormsAnd I amRotting from insideDead weightRiddled with disease and germs But somehowI can stillBreathe I … Continue reading But Somehow I Can Still Breathe
On a cold day in January I watch As snowflakes fall to the frozen ground Softly Retaining their elegant structure To form a thin membrane across the surface of the Earth Even in distribution A reflection In so many ways Of the very symmetry each individual shape carries in it's fragile form In time The … Continue reading On a Cold Day in January
The moon is melting again See it Dripping through the tops of the trees Cascading down through the branches Into silver pools Sinking even further Beneath the soil And into the roots themselves So that soon All will be luminescent Glowing With the captive light of the daytime sun But without the crescent on high … Continue reading The Sky is Dark, Save for the Distant Stars
I don't know how to say what I want to say Alone with my thoughts again today And I am losing hope Wondering if it will always be this way I have fallen At times Deep into the caverns of my mind And what worries me most Isn't the rapidity or depth with which I … Continue reading A Canvas for my Dreams
Moving now From crystal clear to Darkest black Unsure What lies beneath Unsure How to proceed Careful With every motion Word Not to disturb The delicate balance Between The shadows that move underneath And the sunlight that streams Silent Through growing cloud cover Desperate To navigate With precision and patience This restless calm Knowing The … Continue reading From Crystal Clear to Darkest Black
In this world, There is light, or there is darkness. There are degrees in between But in the end There are only two sides Of this cosmic drama. When we pass From what we know To what we do not We will be consumed We will be subject to One or the other. A life … Continue reading There is Light, or There is Darkness
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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