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The Bypass
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The Bypass |
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Jeep Monkey Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 96Chaos |
The Bypass The carefully studied city scrolls past her fading sight. She places her cold, thin-skinned hand gently upon the passenger window. Realizing she will never touch the beauty of that which lies beyond, she closes her eyes and takes her final breath. jm |
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littlewing Member Rara Avis
since 2003-03-02
Posts 9655New York |
OH this is amazing, nice strong write. I love this. It made me see her in a charcoal drawing. How odd. |
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Jeep Monkey Member
since 2005-12-18
Posts 96Chaos |
Thank you, Littlewing. Yesterday, as we were driving home, I placed my hand against the window, with my fingers spread apart, as if "longing" to be on the outside. Although it wasn't a bustling city outside, I imagined someone else making the same gesture. Hardly odd at all, my friend. I'm glad you liked it. jm |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
I'm glad this wasn't a death. Lovely poem! - Owl |
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