22/09/2020
thinking for 💭
❝ i step out of the water, seaweed clinging to my feet leaving de-bossed footstep shapes in the wet sand of the river beach
i step out of the water and onto the warm carpet of pine needles, the floor of the forest is damp and warm. it stretches under my weight — there is a hundred year old swamp somewhere under the roots of these trees
i step out of the water and into the warmth and crackle of fire, pine cones and twigs burning and tar sizzling and smoke diffusing the aroma and carrying it around like clouds of heat fog
i step out of the water and into this pine forest swamp, swaying and bouncing
i step out and i step inside ❞
