The letters play
double-dutch with their spaces,
whirling in
and out of existence, catching
breaths mid-jump
with a semicolon, mid-word,
whirring by enough
times to make you dizzy as the day
you trickled to the floor,
phone in hand,
unsure how this whole dialing affair
should work, gasping
for enough strength
to mew help at a blank receiver
until I dropped
our groceries at your feet,
took you to the witch
who told you your smile
would always be this way
crooked
as my letters
you cant read anymore.













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"What's it like to operate with that much cognitive dissonance?" - ~Carnifex-Umbris
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Art is the proper task of life. - Nietzsche
"What's it like to operate with that much cognitive dissonance?" - ~Carnifex-Umbris
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~Love is like a photograph...they both develop in darkness.~
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...and you can consider that the end of the matter.
My grandfather had a stroke a couple months before he passed away. Afterwards, it was like he had been broken down to his core elements. The only person he fully recognized was my grandmother. He sort of knew his children and us, his grandchildren, were strangers to him. He did seem very happy to see us though when we visited in the hospital.
It is nice to be reminded of him even if it is of something that changed him significantly.
hahah.. and it earned so much respect..
"and out of existence, catching
breaths mid-jump
with a semicolon, mid-word"
haha!! nice work!!
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