Music / Real life

i think i’ve thought myself to death

Amedeo Modigliani_REclining Nude_ 1917
dancing near the fire on hands and knees
teeth gnawing at neck
fingers digging into flesh
settling into a crimson bed atop the clover
walls of nothing but wind
a blanket of stars overhead
rumblings of far away trains and nearby crickets
growls of predator
moans of prey
forgetting for a few minutes to think

thinking now only this… that thinking is often overrated

Image: “Reclining Nude” Painting (Oil on Canvas) by Modigliani_1917

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