15 Jun 2008
Tiredness of waiting
There I was. Weak. Weary. Fell asleep.
Suddenly you came to me. Just like a hologram there you stood, watching in silence. This could have been a dream, but it was not. I felt your presence, it was real, you were there. Striking my skin with the cutting edge of your eyes just like a sharp knife cutting through the guts of a lamb. Not a sound, just the same familiar silence. “It hurts” I whispered.
Still no answer.