Friday, August 21, 2009

the midnight walk

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it was quarter past 10 in the night when greta got up. she slept for almost the whole day and she felt the little tingles around her back for lying on the couch for hours. she went to the phone and played the recieved messenges.

"mom wants to see you. be here on friday and have your weekend here," the voice of her older sister Guada sounds like she's in a rush, like she's calling from the cab or the phone on one of the streets of Santo antonio where they both grew up. now that she is in her 30th year, she is still well-cared of by her family. she has always been the baby and that's maybe the reason why she desperately wants to be independent and wanted to feel like she stands on her own.

she went to the window and saw the city underneath her. it was lovely and she remembered those dreams she had when she was little that all those lights from the city are the spirits of the trees, the buildings, the dogs, her own sandals even and she still have those dreams until now but they aren't as "dreamy" as before.

greta decided to take a walk through the streets, through the darkened alley ways, into the night, walked past the drug dealers, telephone booths, drunken teenagers with loud voices dancing like they own the streets.

it wasn't raining but it still feels cold and she has to smoke her marlboro lights and put on her hoodie. she remembered a song. she hummed with it as she walk into the night and the her flight was almost as heavenly as the song she hums along with and as tormented as her own broken heart.

The air is still at 3
The streets are asleep for now
The world, it folds it’s arms
It embraces me.
And hides me from all harm
It hides me from all harm.

I ponder the loss of stars
In the night sky,
A smoked filled air tonight
For all of us
I weep for our loss.
I wander these streets
The corners I turn
Solace in shadows and road lights
That burn comfort in thoughts
I am home.

Tears flood the streets at 3
Drowning out my broken heart
Loneliness spreads it’s arms
It embraces me.
And kills me so slowly
It kills me so slowly.
(aug2,2009)

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