The Man in the Yellow Shirt

August 8, 2011
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There was a man last night
Standing across from where I sleep

He stood,
Oh so rather calmly
As he took in the image

Of me silently envisioning.
I sensed the presence
Of the man.
I looked up at him
And to my delirious bewilderment,
The man stayed,

Wearing his yellow shirt;
Ignoring the calamity that spilled from my lips:
“Who are you?”

Nothing.
“Why are you here?”

Nothing.
“What do you want?”

Nothing.
He simply watched me and pointed to the ceiling.
Beyond the ceiling to the sky;
And beyond the sky to the heavens.
Then the man in the yellow shirt left,

Without even uttering
A single goodbye.





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casielynnxoxo said...
Aug. 12, 2011 at 10:23 pm
This is really good, it flows amazingly and it's poetic with dialogue. :D
 
karadactyl629 replied...
Aug. 13, 2011 at 6:44 pm
Thank you!
 
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