Captured mid flight. Ok this photograph is not perfect. It is not crisp and is blurred in areas. However, I really like it. It captures a bird mid flight flapping. So I must have used a very fast shutter speed to freeze the motion of the bird. Find me on: Instagram, Facebook, Twitter, Youtube, Pinterest.…
Captured Mid Flight
I washed my face and hair
for the first time in recent memory
time seemed to have become like a dream
and I was unsure how long was long
(hours, days? Weeks surely weren’t possible).
A woman looked back, and her face pinched
in a quizzical expression because that woman
was not me. Worn, dark circles and eye creases
like train tracks long abandoned and leading to a station long gone.
But of course that was me,
that was who I let myself become.
I was the abandoned station. Forgotten except by the younger me
who broke the windows and scribbled obscene graffiti onto it
my mirror to the world. I hated her because she
let herself become derelict, and that’s what people saw me as
and I was furious that I could fail myself so badly.
I cleaned the stranger’s face with care,
it was time to start make repairs.
When I woke up this morning – or, should I say, came out of my doze – I saw a beautiful white light painting the wall. I thought maybe – at last! – heaven had taken me home. Taken me to a kind, welcoming place where finally things are good, no more crying every day.
It was the dawn light. Because, as Hugh Jackman said in the The Prestige, the world is solid all the way through. Sometimes though, for just a minute, you can believe…
My life here is real, solid all the way through. My misery here is real. And I don’t know if it’ll ever change for the better.
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Aka something I wrote in the hospital.
The Last Girl on Earth. She was left with nothing but her cats and cat mask. They were the only animals she trusted – dogs tended to attack, and the rest fled from her.
But the cats were okay, as long as she shared food with them.
I started dreaming about money today. I hope it means finally life will look up. I fall down a lot, my head hurts, my legs hurts. No one knows why. I just want life to look upon and finally treat me kindly.
Bloody Roses 