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By darwin Date: 2005 Dec 23 Comment on this Work [[2005.12.23.11.14.27845]] |
| this morning i watched you, and it made me smile to realize as i stood in the doorway that you were oblivious to it the entire time. there you were, shadowed in the morning light, with the blue lucite glow of the television reflected on your face. there you were sitting like a little child, with the silhouette of the room between you and i showing your comic books and "action figures" that you refuse to call action figures, they are collectibles, as i am oft reminded. then to see you sitting, as so many of us did when we were under 3 ft tall to watch cartoons. but you sat there, indian style, reading a newspaper. just a juxtaposition of your life. the child in the grown up, or was it the grown up in the child? but either way, you looked beautiful to me. and i watched you through the doorways, the three between us, and walked slowly back to my morning routine, dressing, thinking of you while i slipped my clothes on. |