Tuesday, July 13, 2010


I watched you die. I didn't want to do it. It's just part of the contract I signed. I was the person who was rushing toward you as you stared at the gates, mouth agape. Then you sank back into your body having been granted a second lease on life. I didn't have time to warn you not to squander it this time.

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  1. Excellent! I like writing (and reading) about what will happen after. It's interesting to hear what everyone thinks. I like your image. "mouth agape" ... that would be me. Not awed because of where I was, but because I ended up there at all.

  2. That middle bit made me laugh out loud. Very funny. And I know exactly what you mean.