"We are mosaics - pieces of light, love, history, stars -- glued together with magic and music and words.”
-- Anita Krishan



Saturday, November 22, 2014

I can't turn it off.

This lamp is too bright in my room.
It used to be comfortably dim, no
unfounded aggression, just
beautiful lulling complacency.
This lamp is too bright. It slaughters the
mood and imposes hope. I liked it
better when it was just quiet and
lifeless and dim, because
like calls to
like,
does it not?

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