| Long fingers tightened on the edge of a mattress, crunching the white sheets and dampening them with salty sweat. Small chubby fingers closed on empty air, reaching out to grab the shapes that formed in the white clouds across the sky. Pain in aching old fingers as they grope through the rows of bottles filled with the colored pills that would allow them to live longer. Strong, calloused fingers reached out, gently gripping withing them the fragile and pink skin that marked the start of happiness and pain in a new life. Dirty fingers, grime under once healthy nails. Scratching at the crumbs that have fallen in the cracks of the pavement. Soft fingers curled in stronger, tighter ones, holding within them the care of making this first time a memorable and painless one. Wet, slippery fingers slid against the metal of a slide. High-pitched giggles and rain that pounded down filled an empty park as a lost childhood was revisited. Bony fingers knead the brass of an old rosary tied around the soft, sweet smelling skin of a neck. Prayer for someone's soul, for the redemption of something that will be broken again. Male fingers intertwined with male fingers. Female fingers with female. Tightening with pride and comfort at every gesture and jeer. Defying so many just for one love. Fisted fingers salmming into a fresh, young face. A lie of anger and love and the installation of a fear of ever telling. Bloody fingertips from a loved guitar. Professional fingers in a handshake. Loving fingers on a feverish forehead. Hard. Gentle. Tight. Loose. Caring. Hatred. Hope. Agony. Pain. Death. Lust. Life. Our finger photographs. The End |
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