metamorphosis

Drip; another iridescent sphere radiantly descends through the cool ether on the other side of my window. Somewhere behind me a burnished orb gets ready for bed and helps the snow melt peacefully.

Dust moves languidly up and down like mischievous adolescents in a slow hotel elevator or nervous trend-followers in Idaho.

I think I’m hungry now; perhaps the next time I blog everything will be different.

3 Comments

  1. :..M..:
    Feb 4, 2005

    There’s a starkness in the way you write. It’s breath-taking.

    First time around your blog and I can be sure I’ll be coming back!

  2. Ariel
    Feb 4, 2005

    >>or nervous trend-followers in Idaho< <

    First Ohio, now you’re taking aim at Idaho-ians. Better watch your back. ;)

  3. tim
    Feb 5, 2005

    Welcome M, thank you for your comment, it made me smile.

    Ariel: Idaho is perhaps one of the most spectacular states I have visited. Its allusion in this post probably emerged due to the subtle influence upon my subconscious by that rhinestone of popular culture, Napoleon Dynamite.

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