Ephemeral.
There are no other words that describe it. These days, months and years. I type religiously.Am I not.... alone?
Count grains of sand. These were the things I used to do as a child. Eight... Nine.. Ten.. A momentarily pause. My fingers are frozen. What comes after ten? Baffled by my innocence, I doze off to sleep. My slumber is dull, yet it's inviting.
The world is nothing like it was anymore. People know things. Terrible things. Like the hidden thorns of a rose, they lie undetected and unknown. Secrets... Sometimes even secrets can kill.
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She peered through the transparent glass. I waved. My face is wet. It throbs. Infected with streaks of salt-filled tears, I rub my eyes gently against my wrists. Will I ever see you again? Those words echoed, howling. A beam of emptiness ricocheted off the walls of the four primary chambers. If only.... She waved. My thoughts evaporated into the dense air. Unmistakably, a bright smile donned her cheeks. Fate. She whispered.Fate.
Fine.
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Thank you to Chao & Jen for encouraging me to start this blog! You girls are irreplacable. There will always be a place in my heart for you two.
For everyone else.... please enjoy my noctornal and often insomniac ostinatus rambling.
(I can't believe it took a trip to the State Library to get me fired up)
Ippy
There are no other words that describe it. These days, months and years. I type religiously.Am I not.... alone?
Count grains of sand. These were the things I used to do as a child. Eight... Nine.. Ten.. A momentarily pause. My fingers are frozen. What comes after ten? Baffled by my innocence, I doze off to sleep. My slumber is dull, yet it's inviting.
The world is nothing like it was anymore. People know things. Terrible things. Like the hidden thorns of a rose, they lie undetected and unknown. Secrets... Sometimes even secrets can kill.
-----------------------------------------------------------
She peered through the transparent glass. I waved. My face is wet. It throbs. Infected with streaks of salt-filled tears, I rub my eyes gently against my wrists. Will I ever see you again? Those words echoed, howling. A beam of emptiness ricocheted off the walls of the four primary chambers. If only.... She waved. My thoughts evaporated into the dense air. Unmistakably, a bright smile donned her cheeks. Fate. She whispered.Fate.
Fine.
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Thank you to Chao & Jen for encouraging me to start this blog! You girls are irreplacable. There will always be a place in my heart for you two.
For everyone else.... please enjoy my noctornal and often insomniac ostinatus rambling.
(I can't believe it took a trip to the State Library to get me fired up)
Ippy
