Tag Archives: Philip K Dick

Sheep

A flock of sheep, watched over by shepherd of loving grace. Who knows their favourite grasses, and can call them all by name. Who knows their favourite springs, and can differentiate each one by their foot steps. Who knows which … Continue reading

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(Wandering Through) Electric Dreams

Cybernetic Fields Day dream days of childhood, counting sheep in emerald fields. … … … Room awash with city lights, amorphous rivers seeping into subconscious climbs. To sleep I (try to) fall. … … … Counting electric sheep in a … Continue reading

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