She’s golden. Golden sunset sashays in timelapse drug-induced laughter-raising catapulted night. The golden hour capturing that moment where everyone can be photogenic. These moments must be worth more than actual gold because they are fleeting and not physical. Golden Girls marathon is definitely worth more than gold. It is timeless and I love them all. A glimmering rock of fool’s cold I used to have when I was child. I later grew tired of it and must’ve thrown it away in one of my many bedroom cleanouts. I think it would be interesting to see the timelapse of my childhood bedroom over the course of almost 30 years. It would be a fascinating watch. Diving into a book of the Sahara Desert, pictures of golden sand and the reflection of the sun, golden, glancing at its reflection in the water. Shimmering Time, hallucinogenic construct waiting to be found so it can allude everyone it meets. Comets stretch across the sky, violet heartbreak after the sun sets. Dancing reality.

Author: Roe

she/her. Songwriter & Trek Punk Soul™.

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