As she looked at her
symmetrical reflection
in the glassed window
she put her hand up to
it to touch the pane and
it went right through it
but didn't get cut; put
her hand on herself;
Felt the solitude and the
pain - he had cheated on
her again and again, each
time tried to make up, but
finally she had enough and
told him to pack his things - he
left on an old Greyhound Bus;
As it passed her glassed
window, he tried to call out
but his voice was muffled by
the motor - ran kinda rough;
As rough as he had treated her
conjugated her like a verb
their love didn't have a
common derivation;
And as quickly as the
relationship had begun
it ended, but not the
tormented memories in her
head - which by now were
beginning to set like cement;
She then tried to pull her hand
back through, but the glassed
window had sealed itself around
her arm - she was now growing
more and more desperate;
Desperate enough to hit the
glassed window with a vase - it
shattered it into a thousand pieces
and in each piece she saw a
different symmetrical reflection;
A reflection of each of the
thousand days that she and
he were together - she even
saw the women that he had
sexual relationships with;
Then, she began to cry, and
each tear hit precisely on each
piece of fragmented glass
washing away all the memories
both the good and bad;
She swept up all the jagged
pieces that were once a glassed
window and threw them away, and
when she awoke the next
morning, that same glassed window
was back in place - but there was no
more symmetrical refection, but
rather a glassed darkly;
He had been killed in a bus accident
driver lost control, went over a bridge
into an icy river - no survivors, and now
had returned in a rather threatening
manner - stood there with a menacing
look, bloodied and dark blue, for he had
walked to her place from his watery grave;
He held out his hand which was barely
attached to his wrist, was holding a
wedding band - looked at her and said,
"Marry me, I insist!"
'2008' RLS
how your words speak volumes!
From beginning to end, your word story
did extend!
I am enthralled by your writing style!
I will be BA CKkkkkkkkk....
WRITE-ON!
Warmest Blessings of Peace and Inspiration, Warrior Purple Lady SHEExooo
Come and give me a lingering gander, your mind might quiver.
Love Tinka