What if the door opened to Marfa
I’m being bothered by a dream
A brave little world stands on its own as darkness creeps, and the stars come out in all their majesty. The primal fear of the unknown steps aside for a moment, pushed by childlike wonder at the immensity of it all. Translucent clouds meander about, not daring to block this magnificent view.
The appropriate behavior for an original being has been
Left pupil getting bigger
In dreams, nothing is what it seems.