What’s happening? Where’s the sun’s ray? Where’s the excitement? The smiles, giggles, mischief, mistakes, becoming a sparkle, fade. What sparkle? What beauty? It’s distant, unreachable. Down the road on a foggy night when objects are indefinable, it’s hazy. I have everything I could wish for, but I can’t stop. I’m falling into a black whole.
April 19, 2010