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She used to go to sleep next to me every night. I watched her then from the silence. She grew up and moved away. Before she left she looked at herself in the mirror.
I watched her from the silence. She never knew I was there, but I listened to her laugh and watched her walk to class. Before she left she looked at herself in the mirror. I never took her to be conceited.
She never knew I was there, but I listened to her laugh and watched her walk to class. Boys looked her up and down and I felt a heat in my lower abdomen that excited and frustrated me. I never took her to be conceited. It was always the boys who were the conceited ones.
Boys looked her up and down and I felt a heat in my lower abdomen that excited and frustrated me. I took medications to help me stop thinking about her and her admirers. It was always the boys who were the conceited ones. I wanted so much to be connected to them and be connected to her.
I took medications to help me stop thinking about her and her admirers. My doctor told me that's what gave me my liver condition. I wanted so much to be connected to them and be connected to her. I never looked in the mirror though.
My doctor told me that's what gave me my liver condition. I watched her night after night as she slept, hoping I could sleep through her. I never looked in the mirror though. Maybe I should have.
I watched night after night as she slept, hoping I could sleep through her. I wanted to invite the other boys to gather outside her window around where I sat and watch with me. Maybe I should have. I know they wanted her as much as I did.
I wanted to invite the other boys to gather outside her window around where I sat and watch with me. I think we were all afraid of what we would see in her eyes if she looked outside at us in the darkness. I know they wanted her as much as I did. If I wasn't so sick, I would have taken her, wrapped her up in a bow, and given her to them like Christmas Morning.
- by Death Piano` |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 08/22/2011 |
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- Title: Watcher
- Artist: Death Piano`
- Description: This piece is a pantoum, so the form may be a little jolting for some readers.
- Date: 08/22/2011
- Tags: watcher
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