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This piece really was just for fun. I've been reading some stream of consciousness sites and this is my attempt to even let go a bit of the typical arrangements I do for poems. It isn't meant to be anything good (and it frankly isn't), but I wanted to see what it would be like to try to just let go of words into simplest thought patterns, so I did. I don't expect a soul to like it, so don't worry that you don't. Also, it isn't technically stream of consciousness, since it isn't full thoughts but each of these words has meaning while I was thinking of them.

lucid reality type fades day sinuous ridge matter
heart heart ropes apart art landscape gravel
dots digital pictures physical bubbles bursting upon
the screen powdery chalk davey smiling
bringing flowers ground spark mound
grass merry-go-round metal cool sun sinking
happiness joyful sun grinning
cool night sky moonlight
fireflies light
goodnight

Oh, I want to mention something as to one of the words, after chalk I put davey, but that was prompted by this picture. It's a chalk picture someone is drawing that as soon as the word chalk came to mind, this image did.

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Cee said…
If anything reading your stream of consciousness was very interesting, because the words that popped into my head were much darker.

With that being said, that chalk art is amazing. Props to them for doing an excellent job.
January 18, 2008 at 7:09 PM
Miraenda said…
It was pretty interesting to do as well. I'm not sure why I picked lucid to start it other than I love that word and it's used so infrequently. So full of light, the word has a sinister sound all at the same time.

The chalk art is pretty phenomenal. Definitely hoping we get to see the final product once it's done.
January 18, 2008 at 10:36 PM
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