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Sunday January 01st 2012, 6:04 pmFuzziness. Dark, and with deep reddish hues. A sensation of light trying to seep through the porous barriers. Dryness, stickiness, struggling to pry apart, the edges stuck together, a seam of adhered flesh. Granules that feel large as boulders, scraping across, trapped between a rolling surface and a low hotly agitated sealed lid of meagerly shifting coherency. Finally the cracking crusty mire breaks away, just barely. A heaviness persists, like the inner misty world is pulling back down with all it’s might. But dim light crashes through, cutting a white, yellow and red arc across the crease of the horizon, the reddish dark recedes upward and downward. Another world, of hazy melting colors comes into view. Swaying to the right, the source of the dim light, a smooth and spotted transparency framed in cold painted metal. On the other side, a grey cold fog clouds the air, adding to my blurry early confusion. The vaporousness embraces spindly textured branches. They move about, as unfelt gusts push against them, making them appear like hundreds of skinny boney darkened arms shaking toward the sky. I hear canine yelps and a pitch of high chirps, and fluttering wings.
Waking Up
January 1st 2012
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