Tuesday, December 21, 2004

A Smoldering Shooting Star

When I looked outside my window a huge blizzard was infuriating the coast of Holland. I had to go outside to feel the misery of my life. When I opened the front door the wind speed choked me. Unexpectedly I fell into the sky through rain and gloomy clouds. I didn’t see a seagull. All birds where hiding under the surface of the North Sea for some reason. I kept falling into heavens. I fell beyond the atmosphere of planet Earth and couldn’t breathe. I fell into the frost of the universe and couldn’t move. I left a bright streak of light behind me when I kept falling, falling, falling... like a smoldering shooting star. I tried so bad to fall out of love…

2 comments:

Nance Knauer said...

i love this. i want to fall out of my life and into your stories.

Buter said...

Never fall out of life. At least, not yet.