In the vicinity of Richly Rhell stands the dingy farmacia in the shadows of the great arch of Penn Fruit. Young eyes gaze up at the blaring pink neon of the marquee signage.
Inside, those same eyes have nowhere else to stare but upward. Drab, off-white panels, parallels and perpendiculars hang over a faint electrical hum.
A flit of motion overhead catches the young eyes with surprise.
El gorrión, the original animal sky-bo, caroms off planar surfaces in all three dimensions, each impact an increasing iota of disorientation.
The young eyes sense the monachopsistic frustration of the stunned spadger with the soft heart of sympathy vexed by the impuissance of the moment.
Even if one is an old soul, eyes this young might as well see all spaces as liminal instances awaiting ascription, annotated with thoughts questioning both limitations and latitudes of dimensional postulates.
Atribuciones Sugeridas:
• Alegorías de jaulas de pájaros
• Metáforas de pez fuera del agua
• Hasta la saciedad...
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