Today I woke up. Vibrations and sounds. A stirring down. My math wasn't right, and now I lay. There was no hand in mine when I walked. When I heard, when I spoke, when I felt. Like drops from the sky, they fell. Numbers and lines, I shook, I perceived. The organization and interpretation of information, a new sensation.
Why I am here, and where I will be. These variables. A life measured in the unknown. I fell them down, and what did I see. A white wall, a green ribbon, pulled tight across the surface. A pattern of light makes its way towards. Weaving through skyscrapers, and heavy traffic. The end of this day, draws close.
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I would like to know the inspiration of this piece- again another cool musing my boy...143 Dad
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