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“We are souls in the flesh specters caught between the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow illusions of the present imposters in these skins I am rain blown sideways by the wind My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent I spread out like a shadow on the pavement stomped on by what is, saved by what is not but is and is not are so fickle Reality and dreams dress up as one another playing musical chairs in the mind and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist Become your madness Become the fool” — Connor Judson Garrett
We are souls in the flesh
specters caught between
the limbo of yesterday and tomorrow
illusions of the present
imposters in these skins
I am rain blown sideways by the wind
My art, my love, my hunger slows the descent
I spread out like a shadow on the pavement
stomped on by what is, saved by what is not
but is and is not are so fickle
Reality and dreams dress up as one another
playing musical chairs in the mind
and if you are so lucky that a dream seizes
the throne and turns your mind into an imagination, do not revolt, do not resist
Become your madness
Become the fool