Tuesday, 25 March 2014

The next archival element of the year.

Archival Remnant no 24. catalogue no 755.

There have been many nights that he has needed her.
Her voice.
Her touch.
There have been many times that he has cried out in the darkness.
Never heard.
Never intended to be heard.
But willed to be heard, by impossible means.
A futile longing for a different reality.
A reciprocation of need.
Last night though was different.

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