#200 flickers and trades

clarity clarity what more can you ask for there’s nothing more perfect than the moment of opulent focus vivid and heavy just before the curtains are pulled closed again on four-legged deerpath rain soaked to the bone leaves golden brown and yellow draw my eyes deep to every side and above losing focus vision smells like a burning sea i see i see everything around me i see i see flickers and trades lies for reality there is a sleeper in every treehollow and a home in every rotten log it’s all what we make of it before we are made or unmade like so many beds of childhood the locked states of fears i see i see everything around me i see i see flickers and trades lies for reality bhagiti 11.6.07 perrysburg, oh