March 3rd, 2018 in The Thing

Such, such grand thoughts for such grand words. A massive pile of real, rife with interesting takes and fascinating points. How dare let such a thing be lost to the waste.
So bread crumbs were placed.
And here we are.

No one was looking. Not for this. Not for that.

It is okay because that is the lesson here. It was precious.
Oh so precious to me.
To the idea of you.
Oh, sweet, precious you.

This can still be a thing.
And that can still be that.
But it’s gone. Just a notion that still dances and plays in a space
which is never as grand as the wordsmith would like.
But…