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Anne: scenes and their dialogue.

by Andrew S Adams

fade in:
it was one of those infamous scenes in your bedroom
wrapped in blankets, these thoughts came quietly and sincere.
i kissed your forehead, i breathed in the intoxication of your hair.

cut to:
the scene is set in some previous day.
the sky is brightly lit, and i am walking side by side
wondering when i could get to run with you.
and then, i would run to you- but

cut to:
back in the bedroom, we were saying words
of which we couldnt be sure of the meaning.
and the silence that followed this fatality,
it was almost as perfectly silent as the moment
before some shocking image flashed upon the screen
sending chills down the spine.

cut to:
the dialogue uninterrupted, we continue to speak
of these possibilities as if they were only distance
when reality has already eclipsed the horizon.
and i am standing by these lines- the ones
previously spoken, they bear no less meaning.
yet, that meaning is still guised in mystery;
for you and i, this script has not finished writing itself.

cut to:
it is scantly lit, but we are both warmed by
eachother's body heat. we are gazing into
possibilities, and as the scene fades out,
three distinct words are whispered,
to which there is only a silent reply.


Posted on 01/31/2004
Copyright © 2022 Andrew S Adams

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