Friday, October 08, 2004

" you're free: a short complete "

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"it's going to be fine," you told her, your tongue sloshed around almost drowning you, and for a brief moment almost believing it yourself.

the words slipped out from inside your mouth like a quivering brilliant school of silver-hued fish. her tears welled up and over her eyelids; the cascade dappling her flower-patterned blouse in a dewed constellation.

across, in the far distance of the streets, there went the silent brushes of leaves as they scattered across the pavement; their journey ended by the passing of a taxi cab.

she looked down into your dark brown eyes and you held her tight across her midsection; your face was buried deep into her belly, and your hands were clamped together so fiercely, your knuckles turned paper-white.

she pried your fingers apart and crouched before you as you averted your eyes. "god, she smells like lilacs after a storm," you thought as you closed your eyes, trying to retain and remember every detail of what was the very last moment you would ever hold her like that.

she forced you to look into her dazzlingly calm forest-green eyes, which you did hesitantly, and then pulled you in close to her.

there are few times in the history of the known universe, that one human will ever kiss another human in such a manner that this girl kissed you; the sort that could stop time in a light-second, fuse ionic intergalactic storms together bringing about the next deep space rift causing uncountable baby galaxies to be born and thrive in the wake of creation, or shatter all the glass in every building in every city on the entire planet.

this one was one out of a recorded sixteen known occurrences and it happened to you.

inside, you died a sweet tiny death and it hurt.

you never thought that that would happen to you in a phone booth on the street, the one with the broken handset next to the midnight pizza parlor. you remained confused as she brushed your moppy hair out of your wet eyes.

she exerted a tiny huff of a halted breath, the kind one gives out when they're about to take a 50-foot dive into deep pools of clear blue water, and whispered into your flushed ears, "you're free." then got up and left you forever; her intoxicating floral scent fresh on your shaking hands.

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