Escape.
Emotion flooding
Threatening life.
Words.
How do you find them?
Words to describe the indescribable.
Fear, hope
Death, life
Loss, love.
The words seem inadequate.
This raging torrent inside my soul
Needs colors.
Flaming crimson against an azure sky.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Observer
To the casual observer you may simply see the beautiful alley in Paris. You along with tourists and locals alike are captivated by the brightly colored balloons rising above the city. As you look closer you may see a bearded old man sitting on the curb, but he is hardly worth noticing so your attention moves on quickly.
If you had looked closer you may have noticed a bit of tape exposed by a slightly crooked mustache. You may have realized that the weary lines creasing his face are in fact drawn on. You may have noticed the slight bulge under his coat suggesting a concealed weapon.
You may feel foolish for not recognizing these things now that I have pointed them out, but no more so than the ignorant guards standing watch outside the hotel room of the most powerful man in Europe.
If you had looked closer you may have noticed a bit of tape exposed by a slightly crooked mustache. You may have realized that the weary lines creasing his face are in fact drawn on. You may have noticed the slight bulge under his coat suggesting a concealed weapon.
You may feel foolish for not recognizing these things now that I have pointed them out, but no more so than the ignorant guards standing watch outside the hotel room of the most powerful man in Europe.
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