i am a speck

Around the corner, a sun beam comes through the hole in the roof and hits me square in the face. I am as illuminated as I feel now. I am a mote of dust, floating through a golden ray streaking across your living room at noon. I am a far off star, a high and lazy god. A dream, tearing its way into this reality through the tiniest rip, begins to color everything with its absurdity.

~ by ineffable infinitude on January 3, 2008.