Friday, December 13, 2013

The Unbearable Heaviness of Being

Heaviness: my freedom to be is now a bane.

He looks up at the sky and smiles, with his eye full of questions he presses the button and his jet pack starts working. Within a few minutes he is off earth, into the stars of enigma.

Back down at his house, she is forlorn and miserable. She kills him and buries self and him as deep as possible.

There is nothing like a nightmare come true. 

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