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Walking Contradiction
A metaphor you wont understand, a hint you don't quite get, a curtain slowly opening up and then falling closed once more. A skittish animal running out of reach and then looking back, the sun shining behind the clouds, and a bright eyed child, so curious, but hesitating just behind its mothers skirts. In another place, another time, tomorrow is the here and now. but in the here and now, tomorrow never comes and we seem to live in the past. Through the metaphor, through this opening curtain, trots a skittish wolf with its ears laid back, as light as the mist around it. Stalking silently through the low brush, as i'm walking past these speeding cars on this empty street. The glittering sun breaks free from the clouds grasp. its a golden meadow in the city of backwards trees. Finding my way to a smooth pond, gazing into the glass surface where the raindrops fall up. Hearing everything when nothing is making noise, looking up at the invisible people, smiling, and looking down once again. Hiding behind a different sort of skirt now, not a child anymore. And as the rain petals fall up, distorting the ponds surface, the mist wolf stands beside me as we stare into the water, and our reflections slowly disappear. Gone, along with the invisible people... None of us were ever really there to begin with.
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