..apostrophe
the wheel turns the apostrophized muse into the soliloquy of reflections blocking a view or a memory of an abyss and jumping into a sandstorm of an unusual dilemma an auditorium where they formed life fading slowly into a modesty of nothingness to break the 'fourth wall' of this catastrophe she has to defamiliarize the familiar ..the recurring dream, a horror she has to erase the faces of the lover, those he wore, around her, near afar the faces of the hide and seek or the hands of aesthetic illusions the 'wheel' suspended in the beams of her eyelids and memories played in a sequential loop the faces are not him, or her but a landscape of cognitive biases a tantrum of reality where many are stuck, many lost this act makes the bigger wheel turn as if an illuminated acknowledgement of life is laughing back at them laughing at everyone and itself and at this 'play' of actions and reactions to the apostrophized muse whose lov...