With her hair wild and the storming sea behind her, she didn't know what to do. The white noise was a static barrier that she couldn't touch, and what she couldn't touch, she couldn't move. Let me take your picture, he had said, only the wind blew so violently that not a single part of her stayed still. And he tried to yell over the cacophonous breaths of the resentful earth, but she was still unresponsive to his requests. So as he settled for the misty colors of the distant oceans and imaginary shores, he let his camera snap. That moment of miscommunication, desertion and failure to reconnect like storybook lovers became the story for the rest of their lives.
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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Muse 8: Seas
With her hair wild and the storming sea behind her, she didn't know what to do. The white noise was a static barrier that she couldn't touch, and what she couldn't touch, she couldn't move. Let me take your picture, he had said, only the wind blew so violently that not a single part of her stayed still. And he tried to yell over the cacophonous breaths of the resentful earth, but she was still unresponsive to his requests. So as he settled for the misty colors of the distant oceans and imaginary shores, he let his camera snap. That moment of miscommunication, desertion and failure to reconnect like storybook lovers became the story for the rest of their lives.
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