“Ouch!” I said. It hurt.
The pain, oh the pain.
Tears consumed my eyes.
Tears rolled down my face.
Tears were matted down by my fingers.
Tears on my fingers.
Ow, I said once more.
We try again.
We always try again.
But soon, the pain turned to pleasure.
Oh yes, the pleasure; it was there.
The pleasure.
The pleasure turned to fright.
I’m scared.
What if…
What if…
What if….
The fright turned to nothing.
Nothing.
Silent nothing.
Nothing turned to silence.
Silence really is golden.
Or is it silver?
In the silence, the pain came back.
In the silence, the tears came back –
Though batted away with my lashes.
In the silence, the pleasure came back.
In the silence, the fright came back.
In the silence, the silence wasn’t really even there at all.
The silence was filled with thoughts.
Thoughts that consumed my mind, maybe his.
Before the silence there was pain, pleasure, tears, and fright.
All before the silence.

miles of fire

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here - 02.01.06
boo. - 11.03.05
leaving. - 07.16.05
lovely - 05.07.05
Perfection - 03.12.05