one dreams his self while he is his self

one dreams his self while he is his self
vaguelooksfromoutbehindherlashes, i am but a shade.

Saturday, October 4, 2008

Still, the dead are dying.

Death was instantaneous, but the dying was not. The dead still felt life being burned off them, like memories thrown into fire.

How tragically they wanted themselves back. The cold embrace, numb, to life.

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