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Escobar New Member
since 2007-10-25
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into a surreal 3am world of nuked instant coffee and the mewling cat you couldn’t take with you that licks me awake in the pain of your absence. I wonder sometimes how she feels; if your leaving has left a psychological scar, a wound of abandonment on her feline ego. Is the half-eaten food left in her dish a sign of distress like the uneaten meal on an anorexic’s plate? Will she wither away, become fur and bones, a ghost in this window of rain and fog, a specter that lingers like ash in April snow, a shade darker than the grief that haunts this 3am world. |
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