You return to loss the way one returns to a bed one has slept in, long ago, as a child.
Amazed that your body still fits within its dimensions. Tempted to pretend you never left.
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax -- Of cabbages -- and kings -- And why the sea is boiling hot -- And whether pigs have wings.
3 comments:
im amazed
at how a few words, just written right, can give life to a whole black hole of emotions processing inside the being
damn right
'tempted to pretend you never left'
Get out of my head, will you? :)
How nicely you write.
:)
How depressingly well.
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