Prosing

I see enough motion to let it hold me

still.

I hear enough sound to let it shut my mouth.

Choices made

Timely dummy.

A day spent in an automobile.

The free riff of the exhaust pipe of a car in front of you in

Traffic just makes want a smoke today.

I opt not.

Vaporization. No combustion like an engine.

Nicotine: grease stopping the grinding of gears.

Politics prattle, pressing patience, like so much blood into wine,

Sounds of it waft, as aromas, into my ears for sniff n’ smell.

Emerge from a news blackout to find your-self

A Stranger in a Strange Land;

yet, still, I feel like every-thing

I missed, while sleeping, slept, also.

So, Who is on first, yeah?

But, who is lucid?

Author: writtencasey

I am fascinated by the scientific endeavor and I read about or engage with those processes as much as possible. I am a compulsive reader and writer. With a background in anthropology and as an arm-chair/backyard scientist, I hope to improve my writing skills and learn about any areas of weakness or misunderstanding in my analytic skills. I am excited to share. Thank you for spending time here. Please reach out if you are so inclined. I'd be excited to hear from you.

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