Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years

Living in Wonju South Korea, These Many Long Years: Version 2.0!

Friday, March 29, 2013

Box!

He stares at the screen.  He should go out, but he knows what waits for him: antagonism, conflict, a bevy of inane questions.  In his youth, he answered them eagerly, as it was some form of human contact.  Now he stays home and stares at the screen.

Break out!  Live!  Ignore the blindness you see in others, remember what it is to see!  You've been here before, why are you letting so much go, cheap?

But tonight he is paralyzed.  He can't bring himself to go to the door and walkabout.  Tonight he thinks what is, and refuses to indulge what could have been.  Tonight is about finding a better way.

He drinks.  It will take some time, this contemplation.  But it is shortened since he knew it was coming and has entertained it before.  Still, he moves not.

where am I? what Am I? what will I choose to be?  Easy questions that no longer have easy answers.

Fuck it.

He takes another drink and stares at the screen.


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