Features No 71- Death is a Hitchhiker..

Sep 4, 20118 min read

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Published: Sep 4, 2011

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Death is a hitchhiker
dropped off at the last-
gas-for-68-miles diner.

Death needed to use
the head and to get
something to eat.

Now Death sits and drinks
endless cups of bad coffee
because none of the truckers
want to travel that last 68 miles
with Death riding shotgun.

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:thumb254487651: I closed my eyesI've opened my eyes and I saw the mask of my tears.
Black!
Brilliant sin of broken hearts.
Yellow!
Lurid emptiness of silky thoughts.
Blue!
Liquid loneliness of open minds.
Green!
Distance embrace of lost hopes.
Grey!
Uncertainity of ghostlike dreams.
Red!
Burning passion of failed loves.
Mauve!
Fade perfume of deadly lies.
Indigo!
Tiresome waiting of unspoken words.
And White?... I did not see White!
I closed my eyes and I saw only white...
Astonishing, deep, pure WHITE of all lives.

Have a great week,my beloved friends!