puro ka duda.duda talaga.
one
fight curses of sleepy hollows and past loves.
two
run obliviously into the night.
three
drown in momentary numbness
four
take refuge in silence.
all undetached from the other.
seeking peace in abandonment.
as four corners no more came to be
defying their own deaths
ruined in their own special ways.
it was bound to happen.
this subtle parting of paths.
where footsteps are untraceable
and printed on dried sand.
worlds and ages apart
have defied their nature far too long
no one remembers where it must end
no one was warned where it began.
06october2007 1:05am