The Ghost of a Sunken Noon

The Ghost of a Sunken Noon

• Model: ChatGPT 2 (Pro)

• Size: 1664 X 2224 (3.70 MP)

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  • Prompt: Use your brilliant brain to render a paragon image for a depiction of The Ghost of a Sunken Noon The light caught the edge of your smile today, a cruel reminder of the warmth I once held in the hollow of my palm. You stand there, a prism of everything I have lost, glowing with a life that no longer requires the shadow I have become. It has been an age, a geologic shift of loneliness, yet you remain the heavy gravity at the center of my thoughts, a celestial body I can no longer orbit. You look exactly as I feared you would—untouched by the rot of my absence, polished by a joy I did not author. I see the silver fence upon your finger and hear the soft heartbeat of a future I will never witness, a life blooming within you that renders my history with you a silent, forgotten ghost. I am but half a man now, a fractured sculpture of a person leaning against a wind that refuses to carry me home. The sky has turned to a permanent slate, an unyielding overcast that drinks the color from the pavement and the pulse from my veins. Without the orbit of your grace, the days are merely empty rooms I walk through, weeping for a sun that has set behind a horizon I can never cross. I am a relic of the weather we once shared, standing in the rain of a clear day, missing you with a weight that pulls the very earth from beneath my feet. #longing #nostalgia #lostlove #poeticprose #melancholy and render this image referencing these 2 artists: Illustration by Toshio Saeki Illustration by William S Burroughs
  • Using base image: No
  • Aspect Ratio: portrait