A room that is really a box, its walls wrapped in ash-tinted blue. Light without rays, barely illuminating a third of the place. Outside, an angry sky pelting heavy sheets of rain and wind.
Where I am, I am not there. I am somewhere else.
Though in that place, I am unsure of my presence, too.
Saturday, August 1, 2009
Facebook Status: Such gray, despondent weather. The rains must be bringing on the gloom for some of us.
Labels:
clumsy scribbles,
gloom,
Rain
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