Denial sat patiently waiting for the sun to shine. Dripping water faucets. Ticking...Tocking...Clocks. TIME BOMBS! Evasive time, nothing promised except that it shall quickly pass; beating down on our very being. Waiting on no one but we seem to be waiting on it.
**he whispered in my ear** Oh I do love waiting.
Here we go again.
**he slid his fingers through my hair ever so gently** I am with you always, but not really for you. It just so happens that I’m everywhere. But don’t go nowhere, nahhhh love... just wait on meeeee. Be complacent. Grey hair, Alzheimer's, old bones and death.
expressions from Nina B.
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