03-10-2015, 05:59 AM
Edit # 1:
For the first half hour we sat in a field,
convinced each stray thought was the first ripple of the trip.
We took turns saying “I think I feel something”, until eventually,
we stopped thinking altogether.
Gradually, each surface became laminated:
sunlight bouncing with every movement,
shining from all angles.
A helicopter seed spun down with a breeze
that drew goosebumps on my arms
and patterns in the grass.
I was the first to laugh.
Original:
For the first half hour we sat in a field,
convinced each stray thought was the first ripple of the trip.
We took turns saying “I think I feel something”, until eventually,
we stopped thinking altogether.
Gradually, each surface seemed to become laminated:
sunlight bouncing with every movement,
shining from all angles.
For the first half hour we sat in a field,
convinced each stray thought was the first ripple of the trip.
We took turns saying “I think I feel something”, until eventually,
we stopped thinking altogether.
Gradually, each surface became laminated:
sunlight bouncing with every movement,
shining from all angles.
A helicopter seed spun down with a breeze
that drew goosebumps on my arms
and patterns in the grass.
I was the first to laugh.
Original:
For the first half hour we sat in a field,
convinced each stray thought was the first ripple of the trip.
We took turns saying “I think I feel something”, until eventually,
we stopped thinking altogether.
Gradually, each surface seemed to become laminated:
sunlight bouncing with every movement,
shining from all angles.