Experiment

Someone decided to share something very special, and with that I shared right back.


Backstory: While hearing the song for the first time, I had an urgency to write. I wrote whatever I felt and whatever crossed my mind during that time. It was surprising and random, but also very relieving and therapeutic. I changed the piece a little bit so it could be somewhat grammatically correct. Though it is still absolutely unorthodox, I decided to present it anyway. This is what I wrote in those five minutes.


I breathe in the memory and breathe out anticipation:
I can picture myself at the place promised in my younger days. It's night time and I am walking around in the biggest city in the world.... 
A promise was made. A spirit was left behind. I'm cold, but its okay.
I look up to the sky; there are no stars, but I can feel them. 
I can feel them. 
I can feel them.
Cheeks red, hands steady in the dark. The heart beat, unrecognizable.
Of all the promises I have been told or I have said, I hope that this one succeeds... It can't be helped. You can't do that to a girl without consequence. 
I will return again. 
I will return again. 


Again.

I shall call you Ox; and I, Rabbit. For it is because you believe in it. 
A promise: an unrequited memory.
Kiss the stars with me.


Again - none of it could make sense to a stranger's eyes, but this is what came out.


http://www.last.fm/music/The+American+Dollar/_/Rudiments+of+A+Spiritual+Life
This is the song that brought these words.