Traveling

Bit of a whirlwind travel day yesterday.  Thought I'd pop in to drop two lines, of... something, that came to mind while in the air.  The first comes from the shapes I see occasionally on sunny days.  I've started calling them my personal Mushi, a name taken from the anime Mushi-shi. 

   Bits of translucent nothingness
   descending like lazy snow

It's an option for an opening if I ever do a piece about those shapes I see in the sunlight.

The second came from staring at and crunching ice in a small plastic cup.  Also, part of me just wanted to their in a rhyme.

   As the gates have frozen shut,
   Arteries rusted from years of being
   unused and abused

Don't know where that will take me, eventually.

A Tuesday Morning

Woke up this morning not was wanting to wake up.  Not that I didn't want to face the day, just not an hour and a half before my alarm.  Though that did spur a couple lines I might revisit later:

  My mind is like sleep
  My body is like fire
  Burning up the air around me

Breakfast came with another idea, one I wished I'd taken the time to explore:

   Ham n' eggs on a plate
   Drum n' bass in the air

I had "Give Me More" by Grandtheft playing as I made eggs with ham, and my mind wandered back to a classmate's work on someone dancing for catharsis.  Did a little moving with something resembling rhythm and felt a good energy, which birthed those above lines with as much jest as inspiration. 

We'll see if anything comes of these, and if they do I'll let you know.