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Tag: stone

I’ll want time to think about this.
Why are they all looking at me?
I wasn’t a stone.
A lost moment, a blank spot.
I may have fallen asleep.
The answer or the question, one or the other.
They met one summer day.
You don’t have to be involved.
Gone fishin’
I am busy, but I’ll take a break.
I understand everyone. Or, rather, I used to.
You look the same as ever.
What are you doing here?
I was running away, and I didn’t want to go back.
It was long ago and far away.
You’re not leaving now, are you?
You thought I had left.
For no place is ever truly ours and ours alone.
The path of sorrow upon sorrow.
I do not know my people.
Be silent. Let me think
I have not finished looking.
Hold on to that sense of humor.
I was not me.
He needed to be unbound.
Let’s see if we can make a bit of sense of this.
I wanted the stain to last for days and weeks.
To be alive is just this pouring in and out.
Stones don’t care if you tell their story nicely.
You have to keep finding it, keep having it find you.
Wasn’t that always the truth about things?
If you make eye contact, it’s like an invitation
You could almost see the sound in an empty house
Had he been really happy there?
Oh, I like this neighborhood already!
I was just going to take a look around
This was bad timing
When he saw where he was, he couldn’t remember how he’d got there
Maybe he should invite a tourist over for dinner
Nobody has to do anything. Life goes on
I told you, I feel fine
Was it true?
You couldn’t talk about it
What now?
I hadn’t been there at all
This can’t be why I’m here
Meet round here again?
She fell asleep hoping to wake in another world
Then she signalled him to follow
Hold my head while you’re filling it with your lies

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