#sojournstories

[hydeye]

"The lamp twiddles the switch of oblivion. On. Off. Off . On. Like a ride there's no getting off from. A singular touch, and a quiver runs through your veins. White hot. You singe the memory tattoo again. It looks prettier now, smoking the red ember of your flesh. You turn to the light to be blinded again. Somewhere a finger flips a knot and washes away the stain. Between oblivion and horizon, to drain the no man's land of your remains." ~daktar hyde #sojournstories #everydaysurreal #fanart

[hydeye]

"The traffic cascades off road and clambers over buildings. You look at the glassy tar lined highways running off roofs to a bluing sky. A colour scattered congeals to a gathering dark. Black enough filter to stand as ribs in abeyance of breaths. A rocking to and fro that vacillates like your vertigo. A ray blurts a word like a body lit by chalklines. Phosphenes." ~daktar Hyde #sojournstories #sunsets #traffic

[hydeye]

"Light sprawls on the couch unannounced. Your eyes run in disbelief. A soft glow hums the blind spot. The past flashes as future's dreams. It was nostalgia after all. The vertigo of time grips you by the knuckles. There is a vortex opening deep in your chest as it spins; a maddening beat deepening with every breath. A faint scarlet dawn begins to rise on your lips. You look timeless reflecting in the eye of the storm. Lub-dub. Your heart stands still." ~ daktar hyde #sojournstories #chiariscuro #almamater

[hydeye]

"The soil searches it's closet for your lost handkerchief. An old misty perfume permeates the earth like petrichor and restlessly snakes around roots. Roots that like questions suspend from branches sunning leaves and bent over, running their hands over the ground. A search that ends with holding it's tombstone aloft for the customary picture. Say cease." ~ daktar Hyde #sojournstories #punegram #watercolor

[hydeye]

"A fish darts undulating into the blue. The shimmering scales dapple across stars storing their squinting sight. Till an armada of clouds waltzes and blows Saharan sand in its eyes. The blue sky turns a yellow pickle holding in its embrace the flipping fins. A fish stops flying and bleeds azure to drop heavens that sink." ~ daktar Hyde #sojournstories #flyingfish #reflections

[hydeye]

"She plunges into the darkness one step at a time. The soft ripples set off walk around the corners and tap you unsuspecting. You shrug your shoulders in greeting. Maybe, maybe a story shall herald the next breath by mixing the air you just exhaled. From a remote village that still travels barefoot kicking dust. The dust that you finely sprinkle like a confetti framing the dark." ~ daktar hyde #sojournstories #butterflies #chiariscuro

[hydeye]

"The boat comes at dawn and ferries a packet of your soul across the underworld. It shall return in exactly the lifetime equalling a loved one to return with gratitude the gift that you gave him to be his oar. In return he shall take off your hands the burden of a love and ease the weight of the moments that slip with ticking moments to tighten the noose of time around your neck. You smile and genially nod. Another second set adrift on waters to be tucked away. Fare well." ~daktar hyde #northeast #sojournstories #nofilter