Saturday, July 13, 2013

The Persistence of Memory


Time stopped, and yet the clock ticked
Inside the little bubble where nature persists.
I froze, and yet my mind clicked
Inside my head.


Monday, July 1, 2013

Beauty


I went into a room of mirrors, to a room of millions of mes,
Where we were all the same, but for our personalities.
Now fall in love with me, and I’ll know it to be true,
Choose my image, and I’ll rescind my love for you.

Inspired by:

http://www.brainpickings.org/index.php/2013/07/01/survival-of-the-prettiest-nancy-ectoff/?utm_source=buffer&utm_campaign=Buffer&utm_content=buffercbd8b&utm_medium=twitter