March 2008
2 posts
Itchy Arm Itchy Brain
Nails shredding up a snow storm. The cold and moist weather is to blame. Creeping in through cracked and battered windows. Gather around a single light and fight it back with my brain bubble. Evade attacks, restore and build confidence, focus it all down to lightbeams. And then my brain itches.
Windows Within Other Windows
The warm and nurturing caress of the noon sun. The desert is barren, but life is all around. See the brain dance to an anxious tune. It is growing overcast, now.