On The Landscape of Pain

12 Aug

She lay on the bed, her face turned away, unaware that he had entered the room.

Turning her head, she saw his silhouette framed against the door and that was enough to make the pain leap into her eyes with the ease of an athlete, rabidly scrape their damp, crumbling walls, scatter agony-shavings and exult in its revival.

Pain, old friend, lifetime companion, gap-toothed, twinkle-toed and all-pervasive, was back on centre-stage, winning accolades again.

6 Responses to “On The Landscape of Pain”

  1. D August 13, 2008 at 12:26 pm #

    It always comes unannounced. And always overstays.

  2. Orange Jammies August 13, 2008 at 9:13 pm #

    D: The one kind of RSVP you don’t want. 😉

  3. SwB August 17, 2008 at 11:52 am #

    … you the OJ who used to blog on Yahoo?

  4. Orange Jammies August 19, 2008 at 9:14 pm #

    SwB: Welcome. 🙂 What happened to your photo-blog?

  5. SwB August 20, 2008 at 12:24 am #

    hey it is you! 🙂 photoblog’s still there. http://www.freakinblues.blogspot.com

    so you’ve been good, yes?

  6. Orange Jammies August 20, 2008 at 3:44 pm #

    SwB: Fabulous. 😀 So glad to find your photo page again. Only wish you’d update it oftener.

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