Sunday 4 September 2011

Tonight

You know,
it was supposed to be tonight.
That date.
THE date.
It was tonight.
I liked the symmetry of it:
Coming and Going.
Then all those revelations,
realisations,
and it was the desire that died.
The Final Days
transformed
into just more days.
Mere days.
But now the night,
The Night.
Not just empty, but gaping,
straining,
bloated
with everything.
All of it.
All at once.
Trade Nothing for Something,
for Too Much.
Far too much.

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