I saw the clouds run like water,
Like a river, thick and fast, felt
The wind pull the currents, tugging
At the edges and twisting eddies
Across the sky.
The dream held,
At least for a while,
Then was lost in the swirling traffic,
Dissolving,
Miles above the freeway.
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My sometimes odd take on just about everything
Weird stuff that happens to me and the erratic thoughts that make up my mind...
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Tom O' Brien, author and playwright
We can rebuild him. We have the technology... Drier. Hilariouser. More satirical than before.
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"...The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it."
This picayune world, my own private Lilliput.
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