Tuesday, May 17, 2005

a tornado sweeping through. let me reveal myself to you.

she lay there. on that old, loud bus. surrounded by noise, but somehow in her own quiet, little universe. for a moment nothing caught her attention, no distractions, and she pointed her face upward to look out the window. with her head hanging off the seat she viewed the sky. a vast space of blue and white, colored with pastel chalks. giant balls of slow-moving cotton. tall, green, and full of life trees. power lines. and that pesky stack of fresh lumber piled high on the large truck that they just couldnt seem to pass. in an instance she felt like dorothy in her very own wizard of oz story. you know the part, when shes sitting on her bed. the tornardo barrels through, terrible winds smashing her window to pieces. and then the images come: her family and auntie em, as well as that cruel witch. just like dorothy, random things appear in and quickly leave from her window. however, the sky (whether gloomy or bright) remained. no matter what she passed, or just how fast that old bus flew.



there she appears. no, not standing in front of a brown square (or what could be a shadow), and she certainly isnt dancing ( which would be entertaining though). nope, just laying. face pointed upward. and look at those hitchhiker thumbs. beautiful. Posted by Hello

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