"Lurking"

 

 

Hiding, Lurking...Searching for something new, something REAL>>>Will

she do the trick? Will He

make me Feel all the things that I know I need/Want/will feel in the

Future, for someone ELSE?

The person who questions is always left alone---in their

longing/lurking, they spiral downward...IT

IS THEIR SIN...but, they’d not have it any other way. That Lurking,

that Creeping...Keeps them

alive...and WE Who Are On The Otherside, we want them just as badly, to

stay the way they

are...For, we’d never be able to have Them Any other Way...

That’s the way the ball Bounces, When you slide from street corner to

old fashioned Lamppost.

We’re All waiting and watching the World go by....Pretending to be

People and Places and Things

that we are not...wanting so badly to share IT with SOMEBODY WHO DOES

NOT EXIST---at

least, not within our Grasp.

 

Lurking 2000Ó Carla / maddie_fxfr

 

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