The thoughts behind thoughts
Binary rays of love and fear
Projected into the prism of experience
Rainbows of emotion swaying in waves of colour
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Looping thoughts of looping
Sleeping, drinking, eating
Rash optimism
Unseemly melancholia
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Intelligent
Solo leopard stalking the twilight moon
Curious
Like Baby Daniel sniffing primal fynbos
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I am still so naïve; I know pretty much what I like and dislike; but please, don't ask me who I am. A passionate, fragmentary girl, maybe? "
― Sylvia Plath
Streets of lace, class, crime, shabby cars and dead poets
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Last night I hardly slept
Last night when the moon
Graced me with a square of milky light
I felt the sweetly reflected sun
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Taking my kisses not lightly
The world is saying hello
Unkept, unkempt and unsexed
I can belong to none, and be owned by all
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Thoughts Of Love And Fear
The thoughts behind thoughts
Binary rays of love and fear
Projected into the prism of experience
Rainbows of emotion swaying in waves of colour
Love of Love
Cosmic thoughts spiralling helical through my city streets
Dancing alone
Thinking alone
With the radio
Love of Fear
Locomotive thoughts lined up on rails
Squeezing steam into the night
Pumping acrid whooshes of smoke
Fear of Love
Thoughts spiralling down like water
Into the black hole of my bathtub
Feeding underground rivers of darkness
Fear of Fear
Belly scraping thoughts dragging
Over broken bits of concrete
Obstacles, tentacles, pentacles
Love of Love
Cosmic thoughts spiralling helical through Cities to Be
Dancing alone
Being alone
With the radio