i feel peculiar today.

when you feel completely content to lie still and watch the shadows fade and shiver on the wall, perturbed gently by night. the mind floats one second in front of the body, an imperceptible detachment; breathing in slow motion. a dream-like sea, my pulse the tide. i cannot tell if i am awake. to walk nude in darkness, silently, with disappearing grace... circles, circles, again she goes. how long may i lie, supine between the lost stars?

velveteen, i open the window.