Saturday, October 18, 2008

When she goes away

When she goes away, the hug is still here - an empty set. A trace. When she goes away, even the sky arranges it self differently. The air is filed with a strange sent unlike the one she hauls... I see characters of a parallel universe, lingering in the empty streets and overcrowded yards, behind the curtains that never stop moving... When she goes away, only the hug remains. An empty set...

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