This entry is in response to Trifecta's prompt, "image", and inspired by Imogen Heap's song Half-Life.
I lay in the darkness, the thick carpeting and clothing walls stashing away my whimpers like a folded sweater. Trying to make sense of the duplicity was futile, unsettling. He'd warned me - in perfect detail - just how they'd fall. I had watched a few myself, full of pity over their weakness. But I was far to wise to be taken a fool. I could not so simply model myself in his image. I would not fall, would not paint an irresistible facade or polish my new opinions to a mirror shine. And so I hadn't. Instead I'd stayed, a perfect heart's length away, raw and unapologetic. Truthful to the point of brutality.
Through with pacing the sidelines, I had begged to be played. He was the perfect quarterback. On love's battlefield I had found my joy, drunk with adrenaline. But my legs of distant candor had grown weak with each drive until hopelessly, helplessly, I collapsed into him. And now, here I am, without the protective guise favored by the rest. Here I am, exposed to the point of transparency. Love and lost, my ass.
The second piece I read today that involves Football, which is tough for me as I don't know the first thing about it. :) I do get the imagery though. I particularly like this line: "...a perfect heart's length away, raw and unapologetic."
ReplyDeleteI like the football symbolism. Interesting piece, and lots of vivid imagery. I especially liked stashing away my whimpers like a folded sweater.
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Ther is more here than just football. I'm not familiar with the song but I have this sense it deals with unrequited love and the individuals involved are both male.
ReplyDeleteI love the imagery
Nice prose with an underlying message. Well done.
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I enjoyed the sentence "But my legs of distant candor". I had a little trouble following the storyline, but I liked the way the main character's personality and loss came through.
ReplyDeleteThis line is just beautiful: clothing walls stashing away my whimpers like a folded sweater.
ReplyDeleteThanks for joining up again. I really enjoy the variety you give us every time you submit. This piece is full of super little sentences. I like the ones the others have highlighted but 'Here I am, exposed to the point of transparency' is definitely my favorite. Hope to see you join us over the weekend as well.
ReplyDeleteI like the football theme ... especially "Through with pacing the sidelines, I had begged to be played." I may know something about this sentiment. ;)
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