you dream in prose poetry pictures paint words and all but who’s to translate painted word into digital vomit? your words translate themselves to pictures in your dreams and you wake and find you fail to understand the pictures; the poetry behind the prose. Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...