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..like the trees around me

I will grow tall like the trees around me any day now, soon. My fingers will blossom into fragile mathematical shapes; lilac scented. I will look at the sky all day, unconscious, unafraid, remain perfectly calm and unattached.
I was dead for much longer than I am alive. Death in not unknown, it feels like going back home.

Red flowers

I dreamed today that I was photograhping on black and white film that’s been sitting in my camera for months. The dream was very detailed, light changed and subjects weren’t moving as if they were real. There were swarms of birds and large butterflies in a garden with red, fleshy flowers, a girl in harsh afternoon summer light. My camera was built like a long gun, the focusing ring was at the very end of it.