11 Jul
Posted July 11, 2013 by haykooh in Uncategorized. 3 Comments
am i waking up to rustling reeds in the wind? mirage fading thin
Posted by wingless angel on July 12, 2013 at 7:21 am
imagination its power enveloping a woman’s tired eyes
this post makes me wonder what it really was that you were seeing.
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Posted by sunshine on July 12, 2013 at 7:50 am
playing with your pencils again. how smart!
your thoughts must have played a great role in the production of that mirage.
Posted by haykooh on July 12, 2013 at 2:09 pm
i thought i was in my nipa hut having a nap on one of the bamboo benches. the tall weeds and reeds outside made a soothing rustling sound against the wind. then i woke up..
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Posted by wingless angel on July 12, 2013 at 7:21 am
imagination
its power enveloping
a woman’s tired eyes
this post makes me wonder what it really was that you were seeing.
Posted by sunshine on July 12, 2013 at 7:50 am
playing with your pencils again. how smart!
your thoughts must have played a great role in the production of that mirage.
Posted by haykooh on July 12, 2013 at 2:09 pm
i thought i was in my nipa hut having a nap on one of the bamboo benches. the tall weeds and reeds outside made a soothing rustling sound against the wind. then i woke up..