Tuesday, August 08, 2006

Absent Prosperity

Take this machete and use it to cut a path through to my inner most thoughts and feelings.

Her idiosyncrasies were like obscure anonymities standing as telepathic vessels for announcement, like an outreaching hand trembling for answers to a yet unasked question. In a shrouded silent gaze where no words were spoken more was revealed then during the most arduous of interrogations.

It was behind her sunshine smile that I could see the fear and sadness in her eyes though. Her smile markings of disguise for the gloom and dreariness of an unfathomable future.

1 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

This reminds me of myself, in a way. Usually I have a smile on my face, but it's there to fool people. I want them to think I'm happy, when inside I'm full of disappointments, sadness and fear.

12:37 AM  

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