Friday, February 10, 2012

When You See Me Dead

Mare Serenitatis

You’ll only be happy when you see me dead. That was a blow to the stomach. He was prone to saying things without really meaning them, on the spur of the moment, but this was a bit too extreme for something spontaneous. She couldn’t figure out if she was terribly mad bordering on rage or if she was so deeply sad she fell in this painful torpor. You’ll only be happy when you see me dead. What comes after that? Words?

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