smudge

catefrances
catefrances Posts: 29,003
edited October 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she enters the room. and we all watch as she walks. eyes downcast. hair looking like it's not been washed. ever. her eyeliner is a little smudged. the coat she wears is two sizes too big for her scarecrow body. it's been six months since the accident and this is the first time she has been out in public. she wasn't much of fan of people to begin with. but now, she doesn't so much abhorr people as refuse to acknowledge their existence. she has her close circle. those friends who block all attempts from the outside world to penetrate her inner sanctum. everyone knows the stories. everyone has heard the torrents of abuse that once sprayed from her mouth. everyone knows her. they think. they thought they knew him. some did. most didn't. when they were together, they were like two sides of the same coin. he, the quiet introverted boy from a broken home. she, the banshee with the barbed tongue. outspoken and always prepared and well armed enough to defend what was hers. at any cost. it seemed like an odd match. many said more an opportunity too good to pass up for her than a love match for him. those who knew them, knew better. i knew them. he was my brother. now our daughters play together. carefree, innocent and both fatherless. when we were younger and growing up shuttled between two houses,(they were never homes to us) i wanted so much to be like my brother. i must have been such an annoyance to him. but he tolerated me. then i grew and met someone who made me want to be myself. and my brother? well who knew what he wanted to be besides a musician and dead. well. he managed to achieve both those goals. though i think i'll refrain from congratulating him. as she gets closer, she looks us directly in the eye. there is a brief glimmer. but then it is gone. replaced by what has become a sullen ever present pout. her sadness written on her face for all to see. she kisses my cheek and we embrace. she asks how i am before i can ask her and she smiles. she is safe. she is among friends.
hear my name
take a good look
this could be the day
hold my hand
lie beside me
i just need to say
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  • bluejourneyman
    bluejourneyman Posts: 421
    However, I feel the first letter of the first word of each sentence needs to be capitalized :p
    Can't you see that there's light in the dark.
    Nothing's quite what it seems in the city of dreams.
    (Wolfmother)
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  • Holey Ghost
    Holey Ghost Posts: 744
    it's her style....and it's fun to break the rules of grammar n' punctuation :D
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  • catefrances
    catefrances Posts: 29,003
    bluejourneyman wrote:
    However, I feel the first letter of the first word of each sentence needs to be capitalized :p

    i shall take it under advisement. maybe. :p
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say

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