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uncertainty poised at cliff’s edge no adventure to be got no comfort to be gained no promise of fortune no suitcase in hand no swell of music no crashing waves no laughter no sweetness and starlight no warm breath no whispered love no catch of breath no burning jealousy or lust or rage the turned look over the shoulder reveals only the green of envy the icy depths are silvery and silent the flutter is not affection, not anticipation, only the nervousness of stomach-churning horror the heart aches with sobs stuck in the throat all is dark and frigid. the unknown ticking clocks, decaying fruit, the passage of time does not lessen, but merely intensifies the wide-eyed wait, filled with fearful blinks muscles tight as rope, clenched against bone, waiting waiting no crescendo no sudden shift no end. posted by anna kiss @ 2/03/2007 11:17:00 PM |
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