Plastic Assumptions
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed or described. It twists and turns of its own accord; a…
Music, art, poetry - a random collection of creative urges by Beth Cee and illogical dust
Please do not wrap me in plastic assumptions, nor diminish me to gutter headlines. My life cannot be prescribed or described. It twists and turns of its own accord; a…
I feel something Something distant, like voices muffled behind a wall; An unhatched egg; A mosquito buzzing; An echo inside an ancient rock. I feel something outside of l-a-n-g-u-a-g-e that…