heart pounding

why where musical instruments invented? why are family ties viewed as important? who lives with who? what a crazy mess i've made, fragmented modernist. filling the senses with noise. subliminal messages, distorted sounds, lack of objective awareness. consider the shapes. see how the water flows. you were reading the same book. you are gathering us. your water cools. your garden warms. our bicycles let us fly like a bird, light and exuberant! we trickle down, sleep in dark pools. heart pounding, there is a new life, just like the old life.

imaja


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