Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Excerpts from the Memory Bank - Mandatory Imagery


I imagine seeing her again. Magically appearing at my workplace, saving me from mandatory services, with that smile of hers. I’d say,

“What are you here for?”

And she'd look at me so eagerly, wondering the exact same thing, yet unable to speak.

I imagine this to be true and I’d imagine it so hard to make it true.

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