That
moment you are sitting at dinner, silently dividing up the friends
The house
The cats
That
moment you discover the people watching you aren’t friends
Aren’t acquaintances
Are more
an audience
That
moment you are ready to pull the trigger on a brand-new life
In a
brand-new place
With
brand-new friends
That
moment you realize you have spent your entire life waiting
Waiting
for life to begin
Waiting
for life to end
That
moment you picture how the next moment will unfold
A moment
of perfect happiness
A moment
free of pain
When that
stranger you met once at a farmer’s market
That cat curled
against your side
That unexpected
phone call
Breaks the
cycle of your obsession
Clutches
your hand and
Pries your
finger free
Leaving
you to wonder
What
almost happened.
© 2019 Edward P. Morgan III
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ReplyDeleteNotes & Asides:
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I started and completed this one this week, though the inspiration behind it was four years in the making. It began with a single line that came to me as I was reading, then a couple more before I went to sleep, and finally the bulk of the structure at 4 a.m. The next day, it came together fairly quickly.
To be a writer you have to be willing to tell the truth. This is one of mine.
Picture Notes:
ReplyDeleteThis was an opportunity shot. We were sitting on the bed when Nyala was being playful. I’m not even sure which camera I used. It was taken in the late afternoon when there was a lot of light coming through the windows to get a clear shot. All it needed was a little cropping. Sometimes the right picture is one you took years before you know you needed it.