Dim Your Thoughts
“Darling, revolution won’t stand”
“Oh my darling, you are a red dying star.”
“Darling, revolution won’t stand”
“Oh my darling, you are a red dying star.”
“I’m afraid I’m not that cruel.”
.
“Perhaps you’re just out of practice.”
He was not the real husband, nor father—who had disappeared for over a year, presumably lost in the woods. The man here was simply a passer-by (somewhat) who managed to fix the generator. Waking, the woman had mistaken him for her long-absent spouse.
A whimsical hyperbole of certain mornings while running late.
“Like a monkey on your back
You need it
But do you love it enough
To leave it”