Saturday, April 16, 2011

When The Anaesthesia Runs Low


How many rain does it take to put out the sun? and how many sea does it take to engulf that ball of light?


Not much really. When the core of it runs out of glow, no rain nor sea is needed to calm it's glow. It dims itself pace by pace 'til it blends in. It is still there if you make an effort to touch it but your eyes may be too distracted to sense it's indifferent presence.


Maybe... Just maybe one day you'd happen to bump in it, in the midst of what they call memories, but just maybe. What am I to do with all these colours and visions and hopes and all the dots you've made and all the lines that I meant to join together, together.


When all the anaesthesia evaporates, all shall awake in jolts.


Maybe another dose of anaesthesia?

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