
Lonely nations on floating islands
An ant charting maps
Flags hoisted on tall poles.
An ocean full of holes
Blue with piercing light.
A sky that is the colour of my screen
Shrouded in the same glow
Missing from breathing faces.
Fingers wrap around white flowers
But purple flowers hiding from the naked eye.
Pink and green haired dancing shadows
Exist somewhere, somewhere
Oceans away from my ant body
A nobody sitting in the room I grew up in
While maps and flights seperate us-
These idols of human beings
Who sing and move and move.
I am still as the sea.
Thoughts a running river in the colour of light
Bright and glowing.
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I stare blankly at the video on my screen
About people who don’t care or know about me
But I can know a lot about them
And join the wave of fandom that is flowing
Growing
Growing on me.
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~insight07
Have you experienced such fandom? Any guesses what fandom this post is about?
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