AIart – Mental Ground

Far too many choices

Statements meant to ease tension cause my cells to freeze with anticipation of trickery.

Craving quiet

I drag my leaden limbs toward that which I want most. To sit in the soft light of quiet.

Stealing a moment of quiet before like minded footsteps find this beautiful space. It’s a pleasure to be alone, when loneliness isn’t peeking around the corner. Surrounded by a gluttony of detail which never conceived of my existence. Yet it still manages to cater only to me in this suspension of time. I hold myContinue reading “Willing silent suspension”