Multiverse
Aug 9, 2017 · 1 min read
There are two of you inside my head.
There’s one that swirls in aspirational stardust,
Fuel for selective cloud montages and cannabis daydreams.
And then there is a thinly fortified void, populated by bits and pieces amid gaping empty space
Yearning to be infused with conversation and laughter, histories and ambitions, small talk and confidences.
One is a self-referential contradiction, the other an earnest intention.
With speculative optimism, I am learning to disentangle the two.
