Posted 2:24 AM by fan777

one morning... you fall out of bed and the light hits your eyes and outside, it is blue and white and green and, for a moment, you don't remember where you are or when it is. somehow the stray beam entering your window seems all too familiar, like a stray beam that entered a different window a different year ago... a memory that belonged in oblivion... and you think she's still beside you. the perfume of light slips in; mistaking the warmth for her is easy... you turn around...

and what if she were still there beside you?

would the ocean of worry, frustration, and sorrow you've bottled up inside your head find a way out through the corner of your eyes? a prelude to storms, the life you've been leading would be a nightmare dismissed... and then you turn around and blink, she's gone, turning to nothing and you can't help but think... was the moment all that magical or is memory a sweet wine, the slow ferment of thought into something more delectable than ever before?

i'd die if you were the coffin. morbidity and this localized, concentrated, centralized consciousness. how sad a life must be when it insists upon dwelling in the dark of yesterday. a year ago, life made sense. two years ago, life was beautiful. three years ago, life made the upswing into zen.

i'm wasting, wasted. the fractal mind that implodes... you're my opium if life were a drug. addicted to your illusion. illuminated.

i bet you think this song is about you. it very well could be. or you could very well be mistaken. good afternoon.