wallflowers and waxed dance floors by Richard Paezstop-motion reality i am the crumbling ash man who cries to put out his own burning embers
i tripped and tumbled in stop-motion reality perception under a strobe-light where everything moves too quickly
by the time my flickering hand reaches that space where you once were i grasp only the blinking eddies you left dizzy in the air before me
inertia inertia has always been not the most trustworthy but always the most consistent of all my friends i stumble and fall in stop. motion. reality.
a crumbling ash man who cries to put out his own burning embers
09/26/2001 Posted on 09/26/2001 Copyright © 2025 Richard Paez
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