Monday, July 25, 2011

a drawer of unopened letters

Monday, July 25, 2011
We think too good of ourselves.
We thought we know everything.
We are too proud of ourselves.
Or maybe we are too broken inside that we deny everything else around.

Sometimes we take small things for granted.
We left a tiny hole uncovered.
Hoping nobody would ever notice it.
We ignored minute drops of water coming out of an old loose pipe.
Denying any significant effect from these drops.
We thought we’ve already taken everything needed into our account.
But maybe,
There could be a drawer somewhere we’re unaware of.
A drawer hidden long enough we couldn’t bother enough.
Maybe there is a secret drawer.
A drawer of unopened letters and birthday cards.

You might want to start refreshing your memory,
of every single vertex you’ve cornered away.

The storm is coming,
but I don't mind.
People are dying,
I close my blinds.

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