Wednesday, June 15, 2011

(untitled)

Words from the mind of:
Sophie Creutz, Evanston, Illinois


grey shadows slipping, slide

along movement following the

endless motion of my tangled thoughts, taut muscles flexing

ceaselessly leaving nothing but ruthless apprehension,

judgment, distance, and disdain.

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refrain, rephrase….

the distinction between perception and reality clears slightly,

allowing for patience

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if the location between reason and wisdom is as far from perception

as dreams are from waking….

then what is the shape of that space?

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If I could wait

any length of time

for repetition:

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restraint restraint restraint restraint restraint < freedom > restraint restraint restraint < expression > restraint restraint

1 comment:

  1. The tensions of life are so remarkably hard to balance, and yet so remarkably necessary.

    Good show.

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