the rays of light
are phantoms, repeating through the trees
she is followed home
again
lost in captivity,
defeat and dust in the ephemeral carnage
a pulse from
within a splintered masterpiece
the song wants out
she is the song, deafening
and temporary
© 5.29.2015
heather brager
Definitely contemporary, resonate and essential,
ReplyDeleteStreaming unfettered in and of, ethereal collage;
Stunning sequences sound, fragmented, partial;
Authentic announcements displayed: no mirage.
:) thanks...
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