Catalytic. Not just anything will do. It is the focus of a field vibration hum. Are you listening to this colour? There is nothing different anymore. Not of any value, anyway.
A waiting name. Interest in the spaces between leaves. No buildings worth looking at. No building worth pondering. No air to lose yourself within, like mystery fog. No storefronts below ground, you walk into, and believe they live in there, some society unknown, exploring trance state wonders.
Desperate to make it resonant. The surface now is gone. The depth of it is not seductive any longer. Fear too big…










mjbwriting

I am mjboyce, author of 2 novels: Monkey & Anderson (Pedlar Press). Working on my 3rd novel & a book of poetry (sort of). I also make photos & music.

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