I was in a trance of rapidness.
As soon as it broke I started looking for my shadow frantically,
but it was nowhere by my side.
The sun was right at my perpendicular axis…
And I thought I became the serene tree.
I like nights more.
It gives me alcohols, it gives me sweet mumbling lips,
it gives me no anxiety to proof my existence.
Though nobody asks me to slow down in my voyage through waves,
but every time I think about looking back at a fading red sun…I stumble upon my rampant bed with ancient patches.
I know I can find the revelatory pub on the other side of this quintessential swarm of days.
I am on a companion less journey to get the bond of salvation.
I think I will be waiting.

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Photograph: Jennifer Overdorff.