Awaken

@atma anna christ
Symmetry the game of chances night is flowering around honeysuckle 

diamonds around the eyes of passiflora incarnata

babies screaming on airplanes as they take off to one eternity after another

and she was sitting there bored remembering her wild youth in September swimming pools

so much as for the phone to ring long distance in the middle of chicanda songs

well knowing that vampires are empty and angels free

she was about to take a trip that never tripped of dreaming 

the sea was exquisite blue

nothing else had a name 

just exotic memories of lost lovers in the desert of boredom signification in absentia

Bona note beyond bona finde peculiarities…