Monday, September 6, 2010

And so she asked...

What are you doing to father?

After hearing no reply, the boy realized she was talking to him.

In a mess of words, she started to choke
One second; she's talking to him
In the next; she talks to no one

Maybe she was imagining things from the start
But she made eye contact with him more then once

All his life(?), people never saw him

Could there be someone he couldn't see?

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

One day there was...

...a girl.

A little girl who saw 2 strange men by her mother's death bed.

Monday, August 30, 2010

Thank you but...

...I must confess. This boy wont hear a single greeting.
As he walks by behind you
Or in front

No, no. It couldn't be me
No one sees me

You see, this boy is really a man of death
A reaper if you will
Not even the dying will acknowledge his existence
Not for long that is

Still, I thank you for greeting him
Thank you!
Thank you!
He'd be so happy if he knew

I think.