two-two

the lights are awfully dim - isn't much of a surprise centre here, the post itself spilled out the beans. the noises outside grew aloud. the sound of the blast 10 feet away broke my sweet silencio momentarily. like an escapade. rediscovered. ventured. unwillingly and so forcefully. taken away in a blink of an eye. the ambience is pure. lovely. just what i needed to make this surround mood uphilled. the air? cold and wet. maybe something more. phrases like 'we need to talk' were no longer heard. so secluded. so near yet so far. so monochrome yet so lukewarm. to what extend? infinity, i hope. well being isn't something we can take for granted. like a bookstore. infinite but at the same time, zero. funny is a funny thing. like an angel. without her wings and halo. so lost, yet so free. boundaries were unrecognised. lines were crossed. chances are taken. lets add up all the cards left to play to zero. And then, we'll close our eyes and pray to God we'll see tomorrow's sunlight. so bias, yet so fair. judgmental? no...

we left our trousers by the canal, and our fingers they almost touched.