Madeline Konrad 🏳️⚧️ ⚢⚧🌹 on Nostr: And just as quickly, the connection severs. The bus pulls into your stop. You glance ...
And just as quickly, the connection severs.
The bus pulls into your stop. You glance at your watch and are tugged along back into the machine. The day dawns and you roll out of bed.
And, somehow more often, the connection dies on the other end.
But the sparks always await you when you least expect it, ready to dance among your fingertips from any platform, any point of connection so tenuously strung out between all those innumerable points of blessed light ...
Of which you are merely one
The bus pulls into your stop. You glance at your watch and are tugged along back into the machine. The day dawns and you roll out of bed.
And, somehow more often, the connection dies on the other end.
But the sparks always await you when you least expect it, ready to dance among your fingertips from any platform, any point of connection so tenuously strung out between all those innumerable points of blessed light ...
Of which you are merely one