Intent. Cobblestones cry at the heels of the worn out shoes, they cling and crawl to the calves pinching the memory veins begging not to be left behind again. The selfish crowd gives demented looks while he remains stuck - the accidental evergreen in the middle of the doomed promenade. The forever need to disappear has found its newest excuse to conveniently breathe around. Find me a reason to avoid the sky! - he begs to the mouthless cobblestones. I wish to leave, but you see, I cant! - he tries to convince the last bird naturally taking its destined flight... ©Kozi Nasi (6.4.2014)
Posted on: Wed, 04 Jun 2014 21:43:21 +0000
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