Kinetic

One turned left,
the other turned right.

Burning brightly
into the spiraled night.

Fading.
And that was the end of that.

(we are the burning hot quasars of memory; nostalgic interludes of this melancholy masquerade)

-Richie M. (2010)


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Today's post/poem was inspired through several different experiences, but the reason why I wrote it was based off a particular video that randomly found me online. (I'll share later)

Think about the connections we share with people daily. I am talking about the type of connections that you may make with a stranger. We may encounter many people throughout our lives but a shared gaze between two unknowns is a peculiar sort of relationship that burns brightly in all of its ephemeral beauty.

Create.

-- Rich

(video: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aj2v40wz3Pg)