the elaborate contortions of …
.. of a heart that dares to go to the most strenuous x-tremes to protect itself from even the faintest wisps of abandonment.
… of a heart that deflects and negates and strategizes and schemes and conjectures and portends.
… of a heart that is inclined to veer away from inconsequentiality.
… of a heart that seems to have run out of sleeves. at least for today.
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About The Lost Pedestrian
In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me).
My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
The Lost Pedestrian 