Tagged: imagination
in the early days of
in the early days of
discovering
teleportation, people flocked
in and out of
cities, towns, endangered
ecosystems, any
place they could
imagine.
not even six months
in, people began
to make up new and old
excuses for why they
couldn’t drop in on
loved ones, spend any
more time than before
teleportation – tractor-beam
malfunction, severed spatial
eliminator widgets, quantum
dissociation syndrome,
the cost, work, dog duties.
the excuses couldn’t
have imagined better
champions, we can
stop imagining teleportation
.
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whomever said lambs
whomever said lambs
to the slaughter had little
imagination
of the cruelty that men could
inflict upon other men
.
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the foreseeable
the foreseeable
future forces us to put
our dreams on hold, wedge
our imagination in
dark places, stop breathing in
.
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we will spend more time
we will spend more time
on longing than actually
doing anything
about it – dream, dreamers, then
wake up and get to work on it
.
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what material
what material
weaves the imagination,
so that it stretches
and stretches and
stretches, and
can call no
place home
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: stretches
our childhood backyards
our childhood backyards
present a kaleidoscope of
possibilities –
we are as lucky as we
imagine ourselves to be
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: kaleidoscope
there are phases of
there are phases of
Moon that will forever light
up specific cells,
activating love, loss, pain,
and then all over again
.
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possibilities
two-and-a-
two-and-a-
half feelings away
from being
unstuck has
become a lengthy
visitor. we sit
at the table
in silence, mostly
afraid to turn
on, check in,
update, call
up, initiate.
when no news
is no longer good
news, but imagining
the worst, two-
and-a-half feelings
away from being
unstuck is as sound
a visitor as any
.
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we are peering into
we are peering into
the montauk of my
mind, mostly
squishy, unformed
and uninformed,
waiting for the
right kind of magic
to pull it out
whole, with wings,
ready for flight
.
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