JoelJosol Posted December 31, 2009 Share Posted December 31, 2009 (edited) Darkness breaks up into colors then black. The ears catch first the silence, then the blast. He carries on between the presence and absence. He knows you are still here, slipping back and forth in his memory like a New Year’s eve fireworks. Edited January 2, 2010 by JoelJosol Quote "Words are not things, and yet they are not non-things either." - Ann Lauterbach Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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