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it was a time of johnny’s divorce and murray’s unemployment.
a
time when mary had quit sniffing glue because she found herself stuck at her job.
it was a time when all the supermarkets needed rearranging.
a time when even the light of day was wasted and the only thing left to do was pretend...
i needed a superhero but all the caped crusaders had been sold.
i needed a santa claus but the benevolent were make believe.
i needed someone who had seen the darkness enough to know it’s distance from light.
a god would be too immortal, a hero - too reverent.
from the shadowy pools of
imagination and hope, i saw something move
toward me and, if possible (was this a trick of the light?), move
away from me at the same time.
i stopped moving completely. it stopped too. 