Tuesday January 10, 2017
It was too late for anyone to be knocking on his door but he saw it was a pregnant woman so he opened it. She wanted tape for her broken shoes and food for her growing womb. All she got was his wide blue gaze and a morsel of pity. A few hours later she crawled into his dreams and replaced the tall ceiling with aging stars. When he opened his eyes he made a vow to grow old with them and went back to sleep. In the morning the stars were gone but his devotion was there to stay.
P. P. P.
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