Thursday, 3 January 2013

I feel like we are just waiting for something to happen

an entwining glance
eyes bound by the possibilities
a smile breaks the surface
the white whale
dazzling across my vision
an omen
drawn in
we are cut-off
we are alone together.
alonetogetherdrawnindazzlingacrossmyvisionasmilebreaksthesurfaceanentwiningglance

an awkward glance
eyes locked in thought 
I see nothing
the void
perfect in its block white
an omen
pulled in
I am cut-off
I am alone.
alonepulledinperfectinitsblockwhiteIseenothinganawkwardglance

I glance
she wilts beneath my eyes
A grimace scars her face
A black cat
smirking at my hope
an omen
forced in
cut-off
I am nothing.

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