I love

myself,
you,

the person I passed on the street who smiled at me just as that sunset colored pressure was building inside of my torso (I was going to burst into shards of sparking glass on that sidewalk even though the music was stinging sweetly in my head, passing back and forth between my ears like a keen metallic pipe cleaner)

Published by obsidianfoto

photography and visuals. color, texture, gradients. IG @obsidianfoto

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