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Sunday, November 14, 2010
The seconds became minutes.
The minutes became hours.
The hours became days.
The days became months.
The months became years.
The years became like eons of time through the ashes of the earth.
But, that wasn't enough to keep me away.
To sit on the porch all day,
and watch as the shimmer of light thins down to the thick layer of blackness.
The trees sway in a snake like pattern.
The air caves in like the thunder of rocks diving in a void.
In that distant day,
the world around me felt so dense.
In a world where nothing existed.
I wonder how long it's been
since I've taken something like this
Even if the ocean hurls down,
and casts me away from this forsaken place.
I'll crawl back to the place where you've left me.
With dirty hands, scrapped knees,
a tampered heart; with a determined purpose.
The sun has bulged out.
The sky has aged gray.
The wind has blown dry.
Only the wet sensation that lingers downwards through my cheeks
is what makes me alive.