Friday, May 2, 2008
9:42 AM
food loses its flavour.
color loses its vibrancy.
thoughts lose their meaning.
purpose loses its motivation.
love shows its sting.
william's legs are like lead.
not just physical burdens. but emotional too.
william hears the roar of a souped up engine somewhere.
he walks along the centre of the two roads. it is elevated to some extent.
he sees his shadow lengthen greatly in front of him. he walks into a shadowed area, with little light.
william cannot see.
he stumbles.
he falls. suddenly, headlights flash.
william finds himself in the path of a sports car, engine humming impatiently.
he gets up.
william resumes his trudge home.
he only realises how lucky he is halfway through the journey.
his mind isnt working properly.
love does funny things to people.
my eyelids weigh a thousand pounds. goodnight.