His last words were: just shared one of your notes to my inbox, sometimes
you should too but i have no idea where you are, because usually its in a
very different place. until i get back on facebook and see you with
something to say. can still call but normally can't spake, speak or
mutter anything but where are my glasses?
You may not understand his words, but to me the view is crystal clear. Feeling the loss, I reached out and wrote the following in hopes that he returns.
Abstract junction of head function
Wires crossed yet connected
To the unconnected
Which was suspected
Indeed gone...
Off to other pixelated regions or NOT...
I don’t know!
Where did you go?
What mind or minds do you now feed with words?
Absurd or not in WORDMEISTER fashion?
Don’t throw stones at glass houses!
I am so shattered...
Having taken for granted of the “being” being
Here, there, everywhere...
VANISHED!
The brain strain will continue in the lost and found department
Stored are the memories
I remain...
Arachne ~ September 16, 2013 ~ 7:02 p.m. EST
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