15/07/2010

See You On The Other Side

Sirens.
Flashing lights.
Anxious glances.
Discrete whispers.
Cold pillows.
An open window.

The final letter.
Re-written.
Re-drafted.
Smudges.
Words scratched out.
Punctuation misplaced.
Thoughts scattered.
Turmoil burning at the edges.

Scarlet stained water.
Ice cold precipitation.
Burnt-out candles.
Rusted razors.
Lipstick smeared names on the mirror.

She had cancelled her subscriptions.
Emptied her fridge.

Enough.
Was enough.