Things I have forgotten ..
How to write
When to write
Who to write to
Where I fit in, in the larger scheme of things
What the larger scheme of things appears to be
How to jump into things without fear of the consequences of my decisions
What color eyes she has
Why I can’t sleep
How much sleep I am not getting
The last time I had an erotic dream
The first thing we said to each other
A/nd what we said after that
If it will stop raining
How to stop time
If I can replenish the years I have lost
What would happen if I can’t
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.
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