February 24, 2013
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On the occasion of spying your technology
I was sorry to see the headphones
hiding artfully beneath your hair.
When they were invisible,
you were damaged by your own music
head bobbing and swaying
to phantom songs only
and ever heard in that vacuum
of thoughts and illusions.
Hallucinations are the best
when they belong to someone else
and I wanted to see yours
in that desperate way I have about me.
Comments (1)
imaginings are almost always better than reality
you’ve captured a moment here.