Friday, January 29, 2016

Teardrops unfallen. Something, a bit like nothing, remains within. Best not speak out, or feel-out-loud. Keep the mask dry, your un-wet face, have another kiss, another chocolate, another beer. There,there, my dear, cup of tea? That's better.

8 comments:

Heather said...

But it's not better, is it? And too many of us make banal comments in our efforts to be comforting. May it pass soon.

The Weaver of Grass said...

So lovely to hear from you again!

English Rider said...

More questions than answers...not invisible though.

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hello Heather! This too will pass, it did pass, it will come back. On we go , onwards! THank you!

Totalfeckineejit said...

So lovely to see you here again, Weaver!

Totalfeckineejit said...

Hello English Rider, thank you so much for commenting. Always more questions than answers, it keeps us going , I guess?

The Bug said...

Unwet face... poignant image...

Totalfeckineejit said...

THank you for reading and commenting, Bug!