|A Pale, Empty Sky (standard:poetry, 142 words)|
|Author: kendall thomas||Added: Apr 09 2001||Views/Reads: 2658/3||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|Two people grow apart.|
~A Pale, Empty Sky~ A flock of crows is blown before the wind like tattered pennons against a pale, empty sky. And it was all arranged, long ago, when the leaf fell from Adamís thighs. Had I not stopped on the corner that day and had not the light caught your chin that certain way I would never have known you. How much is left to chance, or destiny, we may never know. But it is certain there is no freedom either way. Your heart breaks, and so does mine. Could it be otherwise? You hold your coffee cup in that same, certain style, and I shuffle my paper and hum, and we pretend it has not gone awry. Cain slew Abel for want of love. And, poor soul, we gave it away. Drifted apart like two leaves in a stream. ~Will Tweet
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