Dec 26, 2007


Right now, am trying to get rid out of 07; and these two images can't better mirror my inner state- As deviant as it can get--- Staggeringly I'd say; so deviant it hurts; but, as long as it feels good, does it have to make sense? Poem by Emily Dickinson: I dwell in possibility - A fairer House than Prose - More numerous of Windows - Superior - for Doors - Of Chambers as the Cedars - Impregnable of Eye - And for an Everlasting Roof - The Gambrels of the Sky - Of Visitors - the fairest - For Occupation - This - The spreading wide my narrow Hands To gather Paradise - That's how I'd look if you see me
& Hat's off to OHKO from DeviantArt

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