A warm summers day in the small town~
A Missionairy stands where I took communion~
The host dipped in wine~
Dizzy sensations~
Taking the soft tissue~
While carefully touching my lips~
I place the bread within the tissue~
where a large priest steps away from the alter~
Demanding me my purse~
He searches for the soft tissue that held the host~
He takes it, then returns to the alter~
As if nothing had happened~
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Ocusan M
I write in a surrealistic style learning new realities as i researched Quantum physics in Quantum Dreaming where the man had a Quantum computer in his home that could see into the future.
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Confessions of an Empath
The birds are chirping, and the sun is shining in a cloudless July sky. The vibrancy promises a beautiful day, but the cooing of the Mourning Dove perched on the powerlines seems to be more fitting than the lively songs of the robin flitting through the trees. The melancholic calls of the dove cloak the world in a sadness that hangs like tattered drapes.
By Alyssa Nicolea day ago in Confessions
Comments (2)
A heady mix of sensations here. Tell me more about this moment...
Excellent description.