You stopped by; I was all alive. In my doorway, we shucked and jived. And when you wept, i was gone; See, i got gone when i got wise. But i can’t with certainty say we survived.
Today, I propose you to travel into me. Then, I wish you to travel alone. And, at the end… tell me your story.
[The ‘game’ is quite simple… i'm just catching (mine-your) imagination. I’ll catch an image and then I'll translate you, in words, what it makes me feel (or just the other way). But I wonder what you’ll be thinking of, when you see them? What you're feeling… because, after all, it is only my point of view, just words of mine. I wonder where you’ll be traveling with them and it would be perfect if you could bring something back into me. I wonder if you-we can?]
Said, “dog nor vulture nor cat shall toy with you,
ReplyDeleteAnd though you die, bird, you will have a fine view.”
You stopped by;
ReplyDeleteI was all alive.
In my doorway, we shucked and jived.
And when you wept, i was gone;
See, i got gone when i got wise.
But i can’t with certainty say we survived.