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Ludwig & Vincent #8

Vincent & Ludwig #8

Vincent stared at the early evening sky.

Ludwig looked at his friend.

“why do we feel so alone, dear Ludwig, just look at this canvas, it bathes us, blankets us, and is filled with flashes of light” said Vincent.

“flashes of light, soaring like an orchestral crescendo, a blanket shared with a friend, yes, and yet, my dear Vincent, i feel desolate”, whispered Ludwig.

“do you see the empty space between the flashes of light, my friend, that space is what your music colours”, Vincent said.

Ludwig looked up, smiling ” yes, the space your colours infuse with hope, with every stroke of your brush, hope for those caught in all the empty spaces”.

“hope for us all, in each of our very own, empty spaces, yes”, Vincent smiled at his friend.

“empty spaces, but infused with colours, music, and hope”, whispered Ludwig, his smile broadening.

“hope”.

“hope”.

qwerty lovey-doveyness …

if they ever ask
tell them i had to leave

my blazer collar high
bittersweet pain tugging at my sleeve

if they ask
tell them i needed to hide away

from myself at times

through bleak nights
leeching each day

while all the while
scribbling a dream

( typed
auto-corrected )

on virtual parchment

( qwerty )

when virtual tears
metamorphose

from stillest pond
to torrential stream …

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