A cigarette to calm the nerves, to kill slowly. Like a villain, stealthy & devious. A thief in the night, swift, unnoticed. Like a shooting star only a few are lucky to come across. Like a poem difficult to comprehend, disguised with such beautiful words.
Like still waters, your thoughts flow & run deep. A cup of coffee, comforting, warm, but with a dose too much that gets a heart beating faster. A song unreleased, with an impact, a wonderful meaning. Like a playground at night, in a park so quiet, so cold. Like a sunset that lasts minutes, disappears, then leaves one wondering. Like a film so intense, rendering an audience lost in thought.
A painting, a sculpture, not meant to be understood, but to leave it .. to simply exist in its beauty. Like a rainy day, filling the air with nostalgia. Like a vintage chest, difficult to open, but undoubtedly intriguing. A dusty piano, a guitar with missing strings, with a broken purpose, but underrated value. A journal of secrets, tucked away for safe keeping, filling a void with pages & pages, a release, a treasure.
An unanswerable question, always burning in the back of one’s mind. A chair, a lamp, a paper, a pen, in all its simplicity, holding all one needs to pass the time, to let all thoughts flow freely. A rustling of leaves, a slight movement, hardly noticed, but disrupting a stillness. A taste one cannot identify, leaving bitterness, sweetness, a hint of pleasure. A porch light, dim, in the still of the night, faint, but constant. A fire dying down, leaving in the air smoke, leaving around one’s atmosphere those faint sparks.
The sound of fireworks in the distance, barely there, but unfailingly recognized. A dusty frame, an old photograph, a surge of memories. Like curtains drawn, symbolic of an ending, leaving questions to a wondering audience. City lights from a rooftop, with a soft breeze - eyes drawn to it, emotions stirring.
Life in it’s beauty, has it’s way - these constant reminders, those sad sounds in the air. One cannot answer why these mean so much.
