Day 983, Fleeting. Day's pictures, Philosophy, Poetry Connected with reality Is what we are, at cross points For a second, or a fraction Cross points of past, future attention, sleep…a day dream. Reality is their where we just where Fleeting. Nochrisis Share this: Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Click to share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Like Loading... Related