The reason I let go of the bag that inspired this image was a broken zipper - so what could I do but follow synchronicity?
- Dean
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The absurdity of a Scream
by madruida
To this day
I still have
that bag
I used to keep
in an empty
closet full of
breezes and
hard glances -
or were they
waves
at
high
tide.
I'm not sure.
Now I keep it
under my bed.
Every so often
I open it.
The zipper.
I stare at the broken
zipper
for a few minutes,
and sometimes
I think
I can hear
something
stumble out.
Footsteps.
Whispers.
Voices?
So I find the courage
to look closer
inside
and each time
I inevitably
fall
before
I can
distinguish
the noises,
footsteps,
voices?
They are
here
and gone,
and I
fall
inside
each time.
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