A simple tale told a thousand different ways
Sad endings xeroxed tears quietude alone internal crying solace peace eternity never
Never any happy endings never true bliss
“It’s not like the movies, they fed us on little white lies.”
Instead: sadness replaces happiness, tears replace smiles,
Emptiness replaces completion.
“When I hate it, I know I can feel. But when you love, you know it’s not real.”
“Shoot myself to love you, if I loved myself I’d be shooting you.”
In a dream:
I am floating above the earth looking down at the fertile ground
I have no more fears, nothing more to worry about
I have nothing to fear in the clouds
I hear the birds flying with me
I hear their song
I feel a part of everything, for once
I close my eyes to the earth and let the wind swirl around me
I am still alive
The clouds dim
A scream, a sound, the birds begin falling to the earth
I am falling, falling, falling, falling
Everything dying around me, everything collapsing in on itself
Sensory overload, I can’t breathe, I can’t see, I can’t hear, I am shut off from myself, silence, deafening, nothing.
I float on my way to the bottom
I hit the ground without making a sound
No one notices at all
Something beautiful dies all of the time
And we don’t notice anymore
I woke up in darkness.
“Now I found you, it’s almost too late
And this earth seems obliviating
We are trembling in our crutches
High and dead our skin is glass
I’m so empty here without you
I crack and split my Xerox hands
And I know it’s the last day on earth
We’ll be together while the planet dies
I know it’s the last day on earth
We’ll never say goodbye…”
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ourselves, we used to love one another
Now, all my stitches itch
My prescription’s low
I wish you were queen just for today
everything became quiet in the room
we spoke not in words
I caught your glance from across the room
A world flashed before my eyes
I saw the future in front of me
“you were from a perfect world, a world that threw me away today”
there’s a spot, only a few blocks from where I live
where you can see everything
where, if you look close enough, you can see the stars falling to earth
no one believes me yet and I won’t take them to see it
they can discover it for themselves
but I can see the stars
sometimes I wonder if I listen hard enough if I can hear them screaming
probably not, though
they approach the earth at blinding speeds
I can’t believe that no one else has seen this miracle yet
they'll discover for themselves one day, I imagine
my little place, where I see the stars hit the earth
some day I may gather enough courage to reach out for one as it falls down
maybe I will catch it
maybe I will have a star of my own
doesn’t that sound so lovely?
maybe one day
until then, I’m perfectly content to sit in my little spot, just a little ways from here
and watch the stars fall to earth
He opened his eyes to the bright light and looked across the beautiful ballroom, pausing on each expression, each face, in the nameless crowd.
Without any sense of trepidation, he stepped forward into the gathering.
In just an instant, he saw her.
Their eyes locked immediately.
Time slowed in the room for a moment as they moved towards each other.
Their eyes never faltered for an instant.
They were each drowning in empty seas of color.
The grand ballroom, once decorated with splashes of gold and silver, seemed barren as the two approached each other.
The room was empty.
Everything was colorless and cold next to the power of their beauty.
A Touch, an Embrace.
The two are lifted off of the ground.
They float in midair.
Nothing can touch them.
Their eyes remain locked.
The room disappears and they are alone in empty space, held together by Love's embrace.
And everything fades to black...
He does not even need to open his eyes to know what has happened.
Everything: a mere dream of perfection.
He opens his eyes to the darkness around him.
A warm tear rolls down his cheek.
A nightmare: of what has come and gone.
He rolls over and buries his face in the pillow and cries...
The door stands in front of him once again.
He reaches into his pocket and finds the key.
A tremble in his step: he is scared.
The door remains closed.
Maybe this time will be the last time.
Has he cried enough tears?
Has he felt enough pain?
He wants to turn around and never look back, but he knows that he never can.
Another horrible glimpse of perfection that is destined to be torn away from him?
How could he possibly know?
What if this time he never awakens?
He takes the key out of his pocket and opens the door.
He brushes away a tear from his cheek.
He closes his eyes and steps inside the doorway.
He opened his eyes to the bright light and looked across the beautiful ballroom, his eyes pausing on each expression, each face, in the nameless crowd....
“You’d never die just for me.
She says, ‘I’m not in love, but I’m gonna fuck you ‘til somebody better comes along.’”
“For a brief time I was here. And for a brief time, I mattered.”
Something lost in the translation…
Technical glitches…repairs are forthcoming…
Apologies are made.
There is nothing here anyway.
You may go back if you like, but probably not as far as you would like.
Maybe there’s something better waiting for you.
This isn’t it yet.
Just pretend this is empty space: that’s much easier.
I looked up at the sky at the sun today and smiled.
Lovely. Beautiful. Everything.
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