Thursday, September 10, 2009
50 Words: You Asked
For me, everything spirals in, sucked into a single point, a black hole in the pit of my groin (do groins have pits?), the whole universe collapsing into nothingness, waiting, waiting… and then suddenly exploding out the other side, flooding into somewhere with color and light. That’s what it’s like.
Posted by Prospero on 09/10/09 at 08:36 PM
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