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April 8, 2018

MORNING AGAIN

by The Nuclearmind of Scott Utley

 

My body rises before the sun.  My eyes flutter just as filament in clear light bulbs do. Alone with myself, I fantasize the universe. Just for a moment, my opti-glitter eyes become beacons illuminating my life; all my sorrow, shame, thrills, love, loves and fears exposed. It will be several hours before the sun pitches her amber shards into the heart of this silent morning. I heed the wise man my head. A song of love and choreographed chaos is my mind on this fine day. I am strummed tight like the strings of a Stradivarius.  I am a finely tuned instrument ready to play this song called life.

 

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