Hmmmm...the arid coldness of the
room
Hush… the deafening silence and
the unbearable space
… is killing me except the kitty
by himself race
amidst the breaking dawn that
slowly loom
Maybe I just got used to the morning talks when I get home… Thought most
of them were none sense whining or mere blabbering… but be them sensible or not
your week’s absence drives my sanity to the ledge… should I jump to
nothingness? Easy… it would make more sense falling to something than nothing… The
big city is such a burden and it is more apparent that its loads are not of
concern when you are right here by my side…
“don’t want your photo on my
cellphone… I want you here with me…I don’t want your memory in my head… I want
you here with me…”
Yeah, someone is singing some nonsense out of me on MTV… The cat plays
by himself as I force to sleep while fully awake to the reality of…
...the arid coldness of the room
… the deafening silence and the
unbearable space
… is killing me except the kitty
by himself race
amidst the breaking dawn that
slowly loom
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