Waiting

Not so much walking, as rocking side to side, each step an inch at most, like a wind-up toy.  It’s a long hallway, but it’s early yet.  Boiled vegetable puree and chicken broth again.  Everything hurts.  Most of all, the children.  Sleepless nights, unawakened days.  
   Brethren will come when it’s too late.  there’s nothing left but to linger.  The road ahead is grim, thin and grassy with the passage of too few.  Most are gone by this point.  Darkness ahead, night or stormclouds low, forboding, without promise nor purpose

Eventually
All roads come to end, at the
Bottom of the sea

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12 thoughts on “Waiting

  1. Oh, good. A nice “feel good” piece. 😉

    I’m just joking. I think this is fantastic. ~The opening sentence especially. Well, the closing too.

    “Everything hurts. Most of all, the children.” … This made me swallow hard. 😦

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  2. ‘Not so much walking, as rocking side to side, each step an inch at most, like a wind-up toy. It’s a long hallway, but it’s early yet. Boiled vegetable puree and chicken broth again.’ Reminds me of the care home in which my mother spent her final years – she couldn’t even go out in the garden, just walked up and down the corridor until she couldn’t walk any more.

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  3. This is so very dark…..unawakened days. Powerful two words. This is just hard to read.
    And that is a compliment as you’ve achieved the mood through your words….so I’m going to go get another cup of coffee and walk quickly through my hallway and see light in the kitchen.
    This is a powerful write…and I need to get away from it. Wow!

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