Television

21 Feb 2009

·jimkeats

My image in the mirror went to sleep and woke up in the night-time moonless sky, with the moons resurrection the forsaken people began to chant at my reflection, the television in my living room swayed to and fro, i bought some seeds off the shopping channel to grow a version of myself. I walked the earth while this copy of me was prayed to on television and ignored in newspapers by the exalted people he wanted to meet me but did'nt know i slept for years in his mirror.

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jimkeats

i should have spent my life listening to the waves......

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