a series of images I see when I close my eyes - writing them down for the first time
This one's the protesting dead ones.
"It's a high metal gate that is shut. there is a guard on the inside of it and an angry mob on the outside.
The mob is made of dead people. they have no eyes and their flesh - white, almost non-existent.
They are dressed in white dhotis and banians and have turbans wrapped around their heads. A few of them carry things in their hands, could be sticks. They are screaming, they want to get through to the other side of the gate."
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like I just lost all my senses
and I seem to float away into nothingness
float right into the crowd
un-noticed
un-observed
un-known
anonymous