Objects, and the Distance Between Them
Dreams, thoughts, and experiences expressed through poetry and prose
Originally published April 10, 2018, this piece is a reflection on an intimate encounter, the history behind it, and the future it precipitated. "Touch" - Recorded 3/2/2021 - Auroraboros - Objects, and the Distance Between Them The original piece is below for reference, and can be found in its entirety at https://objectsanddistance.com/2018/04/10/touch/ Skin on skinFingertips … Continue reading Poetry Reading – “Touch”
For you. 💙 "…Every Word, Every Crease in the Page." - Recorded 1/3/2021 - Auroraboros - 1/3/2021 How I cherish you…I am thinking of you, even now. I am thinking……of the way your words always make me smile / not even your words, just the knowledge they are waiting……of your inviting eyes, as you look … Continue reading …Every Word, Every Crease in the Page.
"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
Know that Though I have said so many things To so many of you And though you have responded With such kindness and love that it draws the tears from my eyes as from a well These things are only temporary; I will be gone some day And there may be no person to speak … Continue reading In Each and Every Thing Which Crawls or Walks or Even Slowly Grows as Moss or Lichen
Never have I seen before A light that shines as yours What you exude Cannot be found In markets or in stores. The world around you seems to glow Colors come alive Time seems to slow To shimmer To stop Your silhouette Captured In the very light Which falls around you like snow. Never have … Continue reading Never Have I Seen Before
You're so Arcane In Every way Just a stalwart to be For the better part Of a century You kept So quiet As every tear drop Fell Upon the stone Watch the hands On the clock Far above Turn the day away As the sun turns Just the same 'Round the same Same old Earth … Continue reading Arcane
At times, we Want so badly for something to believe in That we will believe Anything. At times, we Want nothing more Than for everything to go As it is supposed to, As it should, As we so badly wish it would, But just as often We find That life proceeds In a direction unplanned … Continue reading At Times, We
Some moments Are never lost But live on In memories We should hope That the memories we forge Are those based On times of joy And moments of progress As well as those That help to remind us where it is we came from And the choices we have made The risks that were taken … Continue reading Some Moments
Inspired by the poem Not to Wonder by Tornadoday. To not be filled with wonder When staring up at the starry skies above When looking out at the great expanse and seeing only light In all directions Moving So fast And yet so slowly As representations of long-dead distant worlds float ceaselessly through empty space … Continue reading To Not Be Filled with Wonder
Smoke curls gently from the end of a lit cigarette Hanging in the air The light filtering slowly through As the clouds drift aimlessly in the open air Before falling softly to the floor below For a moment I am lost My mind captured in the swirling smoke Twisting and floating Moving aimlessly against minimal … Continue reading With a Breath
Objects, and the Distance Between Them 
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