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i want you to be someone who flies who could pick me up and show me exactly how it feels when the wind up there instead of the wind down here pushes itself on your face .

4 comments:

thad said...

Forget about "you". think about you instead, separate from all other "you"s. think about the grand you, the I. use your eyes, to look out over the sea. see your mind as a "you" that carries the I over all terrain and especially out into the starry cosmos. forget, specifically, so you can remember. looking for a savior is bullshit. finding a comrade who flies as well as you do, divine.

Kerry Giangrande said...

your timing is loud, thank you

Kerry Giangrande said...

the "yous"might be louder ?

THOM YOUNG said...

so simple but so good