Friday, July 25, 2008

that old wooden wall

"that old wooden wall"
He sits in the corner inside that old wooden house, inside that old wooden chair staring into that old wooden wall; he remembers with eyes glazed over looking back on this warm summer day as the warm rays pour through the window warming his old weary face. The dust dances slowly through the thin yellow lines of light shining through that barren room of wood and walls. Those eyes have lost all meaning no longer seeing that worn wall but into something that fills his face empty with despair. Nothing remains in that room but a man and a chair.
-Armando Torres

3 comments:

YogaforCynics said...

Wow--love the picture, the quote and the banner graphic at the top (my first time visiting your blog, but hopefully not the last)....

Tony Cathey said...

Very nice writing.

Tony
http://www.imablogger.net

Kat said...

FLy boy you rock!