the car waits patiently outside the gates
it is time to go
yet I am lost, lost in the black light
that sparkles in the haze
all is silent while the mouth speaks
of what, I do not know
do not remember
the sound of silence in the background is imagined
the yellow fluffiness is inviting
yet I am scared
scared of the consequences that will come by touching the three letters
by touching the face of the faceless person
who remains in my mind.
Selfistan - a land, well webpage, where all you see and read is stuff that I want you to see and read. Inspired by my constant ramblings and thought processes and by Salman Rushdie's quote on Selfistan in "Shalimar the Clown", Ramblings From Selfistan looks at the deeper and the not-so-deep aspects of life as I see it. Welcome to my world...
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