Day 1289, waterline walk.
A walk
towards
~
with my friend
conversation
~
I see us
in the reflection
Day 1103, looking into.
Looking into a window
seeing
the darkness
a reflection?
Nochrisis
Day 1085, waiting.
Waiting for the reflection
to disappear
and swim
in molten ice.
Nochrisis
Day 1067, reflection.
The mirror points in two directions.
It reflects me, my outside a stranger to me.
It lets me reflect, what I, think I see.
So, what is reflected?
Am I my own imitation?
Nochrisis
Day 1058, storm.
A storm is going on.
I stare upwards, eyes closed, see dim grey movements.
The lights inside play with my darkness, from outside
the wind, roof and trees play their song
getting exited, calm down, scream, all without reason.
The fireplace cracks, suddenly, irregularly, interrupts this symphony,
the orange glow welcome, reminds me, the darkness subsides.
Nochrisis
Day 1041, The bridge.
The bridges end is near
the other side seems to be behind
*
I stop and look down
reflection is what I find
*
time streams
but looks frozen
*
far in the reflection
I see myself
*
as I was
without depth.
Nochrisis
Day 1033, blues.
The full moon reflects
behind grey clouds
outside alone
you move
dance of darkness
a tango on blues
Day 1029, tweet.
You wonder
why some see it as straight
what you see as crooked
is there no answer
or more than one
I guess at least I do reflect
while some just roar shout out, and tweet
Nochrisis
Day 785, reflection.
I stand still silence
reflections trampled scattered
like ripples in mind.
Day 722, Shadow as a result.
