Oct 7, 2010

the edge is the end


i don't know where it is we are going, all i know is that we are headed there too fast, that we will arrive there far too soon.
we will arrive in the winter a long time from now. the trees will rattle like a thousand angry skeletons.
we will wait while the end of the world creeps up on us. it will lick at our ankles with it's dark tongue.
it will whisper: you have been running the wrong way. you should have followed the north star. it would have led you backwards into your mother's body.

4 comments:

katherine said...

This is amazing. Words cannot even describe what i felt as I read that. Amazing. Wow.

Jade said...

oh my god, this is amazing. i love when you say "thousands of angry skeletons". i love that analogy. when you talk about chasing us back, it gave me the chills. that was incredible :)

Erimentha said...

you are such a good writer. i am in love with your words!

Sam said...

beautiful