Rain PrisonStep lightly!Rain Prison
he’ll snap and explain to you how
he can feel your every pound you’ll nod
and gaze disappointingly
out profusely pouring and pounding
traps you in this
Where Is My Mind? - Prosei sat on the beach, my head digging into the sand, my feet dangling in the crisp air. facing towards the horizon, i glanced from star to star. the moon drifted into my sight, and cried into the ocean a river of rain. i lifted my head and rested my feet in the grounds as grains of sand fell from my skirt. raising my eyes in his direction, i lifted my arms in presentation. why are you down? i called out, shocking myself with the volume. i moved my eyes in one quick movement to the waves and back to the moon. with a sigh of relief, i realized the sea didn’t hear my question. the moon did and only stared back at me with his lifeless eWhere Is My Mind? - Prose
Where Is My Mind?i smiled upside down at the moon and he returned my smile with a frown so i asked him why are youWhere Is My Mind?
down and he stared at me with those lifeless eyes on his frozen face so
i asked him why are you down and
he chanted where is my mind where is my mind so i turned to the tide
and asked her where is his mind
and she swayed hypnotically back
and forth and i asked her do you have his mind and she nodded and brushed her fingers into the grains of sand and i jumped into the night and gravitated to the moon
Uh
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"Persephone herself is but a voice"
~BH Lawrence, "Bavarian Gentians," 1932
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Le langue est source de malentendues. On ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur.
What does your little thingy at the bottom (not THAT little thingy, yeah shutting up with that now) mean?
(From the Little Prince)
Translates as: Words are the source of misunderstanding. One can only see truth through the soul.
('Coeur' can be translated in this context as either 'heart', 'soul' or 'spirit')
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Le langue est source de malentendues. On ne voit bien qu'avec le coeur.
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