Monday, January 24, 2011
the lips of a stranger
she told me i didn't look well...funny~i don't feel well either.yet this woman passing as a mere extra in scene six of my life...got it.she peered through the inky black scars that surround my heart and saw a glimpse of the nothing that eats at my core.i smiled and reassured her that it was nothing.just fatigue from hours of work and lack of sleep...yet she shook her head and remained stern.she cupped my face and kissed my forehead...i watched her lips move but the words were in my mind~sometimes things are just what they are.lonliness is your companion...learn to accept her.information overload~in the form of brain freeze~caused me to shiver and i pulled away from her touch.i quickly gathered the thoughts she hadn't seen and tucked them away.she had no right to view them.yet i felt compelled to ask what more she knew.your time is near,she whispered,ready yourself and be what she needs you to be...but being selfish i screamed what about me?a soft hand and softer words~this is not how you reclaim yourself.flies are caught with honey.i smiled while she left as a vapor...leaving my soul in flux.
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