Thursday, November 2, 2017

Spelunking

Absence was there, always, waiting to hear my tale, and so it is to Absence that I shall tell it. He's a good listener, politely fascinated as he is with the flutter of existence. I feel him, sardonic, gentle, deep. Absence is deep so there's nothing he doesn't understand and he's an expert in the art of subsurface explorations.

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