Wednesday 21 October 2015

Passages 2:9

"Life with Maze was magic when we were on. Not often were we on the same page or in the same mood, but when our energy synched you better watch out, we would rip a hole in the sky and dive into it; refrigerators got hot and shuddered and the elements burnt out; radios picked up our signal, clocks ran the other way. We determined time and not the other way around, the contrast favorable like primary colors overlapping; the sunlight in the room left marks, the wooden furniture gave sap. Any cotton on me did not stand a chance."     - Maze 2:9

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