

uh..Somewhere, the wind is flicking through the leaves, bouncing off the sunlight casting fractal images through the empty space between my ears. And somewhere, something is rustling in the cold dirt covering the ground, and our footprints are left listlessly forgotten. Some-thing. Wandering through the snow. In the back-forests behind my childhood home, thoughts ran down the canyon, seeped into the fields, rushed violently towards the center of this massive pit. I saw energy abandoned, the gravity that draws two people together.uh..
Emotions flow fluid, as you and I, away from each other into a tar pit sky.
Drenching abso


One viewI wanted it to rain.One view
Somewhere, in the back of my head, I wished it would have rained. We met eachother in the air that hung between us. We danced upon the threads weaving through the sky. And the stars that were pasted delicately as ethereal compliments to the moon.
Do you remember that pink champagne?
How it was such an entity in the corner of my room, and the red light beside it that fled through the water in my fishless tank. "My Tank, No Fish". Do you remember?
I remember the words that dripped effortlessly from my tongue, the bleach that ran down my fingers as I struggled to erase ever
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CHRISTINE
my website www dot christinemorren dot com
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