contemplation

fell into trance a few times today. the picture is fuzzy but someone put something on a table and asked me to examine it. a feeling of confusion washed over me and soon afterward i woke up.

later on i saw us on a dance floor, muted music playing in the background. we weren’t dancing so much as embracing with subtle movement. a feeling of longing washed over me and it’s one for the books, the unending series of passionate denials.

head hearts as new piercings bring contemplations to a pounding end, dissolved by once a year acupuncture acumen.

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