Delicate words rest between us on the tips of heavy sighs. Elaborate silences decorate our  walls. In place of pictures we hold frames of dust laden time.

It’s a line to cross but something bars us back. Like a horror house of mirrors, we’re stuck with only our reflections.

Though in crowds I’ve found ways to fall out of time. In those places, dozens of blank stammering faces, I’ve never felt more alone.

10 responses to “Delicate”

  1. hmm – lost to chew on and the word stammer really adding something to the tone and content

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    1. Thank you for reading and commenting. It was a kind of free flow/stream of consciousness write I started maybe a week ago but it just felt incomplete then

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      1. oh nice… and so you let it brew

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      2. Yep! Then when I had something that was also unfinished this morning I pulled it back up to see if they worked together

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      3. you are so original and smooth in writing – just wanted to share that – and when your posts come through my reader I like the essence your wiriting leaves

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      4. Thank you! I really appreciate that!

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  2. This was wonderful, Kelley… I loved it. I wish I could write so descriptively and admire all those who do… sigh… Just ain’t natural for me!

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    1. Aw! Thank you for reading! I honestly wasn’t sure it was that good so thank you for commenting

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      1. Funny how that happens…

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