Just woke from a four hour sleep, I felt that I've been haunted all night long. I was haunted down to every inch of myself by my words, sounds and incomplete sentences. It feels pukish and empty. All the liquid in my body is gone. I was in a horrifying poem. Sun shone, and all that had been, vaporized into air. Clutter fills my mind or from wherever I choose words. Nothing is fixed, all can be zero and infinite at close quarters. What is there to hang onto? What is there to remember in the morning after?
Get dreamsurfer a vacation, swati! The knightess is jaded and saplessness is horrible a word to begin with! I am terribly worried now! I remember that you were in similar state of mind almost 4 years back, when I began acquainting myself with you--the capricorn girl!
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