Visitors in my head

Visitors in my head

A Story by Jeannette Lunete

Rollercoasters in the sky. I force my steps to be my compass to an another loss of gravity. 
I have sold sanity.
Bathed my eyeballs in lost translations of lucidity. The grass was never slower at pushing my forehead to the underground. The taste of air in my lungs is melting side effects of polaroid outcasts.
"Wake up Zou, it is Autumn."

© 2015 Jeannette Lunete


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i love roller coasters ... so terrifying and exhilarating at the same time ... what would life be without them ;) i am not a brave man and have to force myself to get on to ride and that weightless moment just as one goes off the highest steepest fall is the absolute best ... i love this line:
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The grass was never slower at pushing my forehead to the underground. " ....making us very much a part of it all ...like all the plants going into hiding ... but your closing line is in contrast waking humankind up not to miss the glory of the season ... there is also some hints of bipolar eyes that we all have ...to more or less intensity ... tell me tho ...who is Zou? ... ;)
E.

Posted 4 Years Ago


Jeannette Lunete

4 Years Ago

Thanks a lot E. :)
Einstein Noodle

4 Years Ago

keeping it secret eh!? ;)
i like the twist....it's autumn, wake up...unlike the idea of winter is coming, time to hibernate.
life is a rollercoaster of emotions and often we seem to go up and down, in and out of sanity...

lots lost in translation...we just have to roll with it all.

Posted 4 Years Ago



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Jeannette Lunete
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Miracles are a retelling in small letters of the very same story which is written across the whole world in letters too large for some of us to see. C. S. Lewis more..

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