Places I see (La Casa).
Mar. 26th, 2006 01:21 amArcana - [Cathar]--- Sometimes I see this, in the places my mind wanders.
But it's not Venice.
Sometimes I see filthy back alleys and shiny surfaced windows, with a clear blue sky and trash floating down empty streets. But it's not New York, or DC, or Philadeliphia.
Sometimes I hear the flat echo of a large empty room, bouncing off the walls of a crowded city, and I'm not afraid, and I'm not alone, and I'm not tresspassing, because how can you tresspass in your own home?
Sometimes I tresspass in the places that are supposed to be home, to remember what home is supposed to be.
It keeps me sane. Stable. Grounded.
But it's not Venice.
Sometimes I see filthy back alleys and shiny surfaced windows, with a clear blue sky and trash floating down empty streets. But it's not New York, or DC, or Philadeliphia.
Sometimes I hear the flat echo of a large empty room, bouncing off the walls of a crowded city, and I'm not afraid, and I'm not alone, and I'm not tresspassing, because how can you tresspass in your own home?
Sometimes I tresspass in the places that are supposed to be home, to remember what home is supposed to be.
It keeps me sane. Stable. Grounded.