taurusingemini posted: " Like a freeze frames from those, highway, movies here, translated… The Cross of Death On Everybody's, Back With the Narrowed Shadows that it'd Cast Can't Block the Anchors of the Sun Nailed the Skies onto the Flesh A Man is a, Mirage " JUST the Unwinding of Thoughts Read on blog or Reader Memories that Turned into Images, a Poem taurusingemini January 28 Like a freeze frames from those, highway, movies here, translated… The Cross of Death On Everybody's, Back With the Narrowed Shadows that it'd Cast Can't Block the Anchors of the Sun Nailed the Skies onto the Flesh A Man is a, Mirage The Illusive Memories of One's Own, Home That Childhood Apartment Still Stood, at that, Old Place that's Become, Estranged The Noon, Leaving it, Such a, Tiny, Spot like, this...photo of Marilyn Monroe from online Thought it was the Ancient Magic of Soul Stealing A Drop of Tear Could Not Become, a Photographed Lake In the Lifetime of a Man There Were, the Shots of Oasis That Became, the Awful Selfies The Sun Set Dragging the Shadows of the Whole World Across the Grocery Shop at the End of that Alleyway Dawn May Come Late the Following Day Or Maybe it, Won't So there's, this feel of, time trekking across the lives too slowly here, and, everything is in, slow-motion, when these, memories are being, made by people, because we're, STUCK in the moments of these, memories, and we can't, make it go faster, because it simply, won't, budge! Comment Like You can also reply to this email to leave a comment.

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