The lamp flickers as the horse that forms
its base turns his head towards me and winks. It always does that
on times like these, those eternal seconds in the dead of the
night, in which the mice dance the tango in the attic and the
whole house is silent and listens to their feet toddling, when
the thoughts keep on mulling over and under each other, crawling,
pushing and pulling back, fighting to get to the best spot. There
is no best spot, I’m afraid. But they don’t know. I
don’t think they even want to know. I like to think they
are perfectly happy in their ignorance. Unfortunately there is no
bliss of that ignorance left for me. Alice has eaten the whole
cookie. Instead, I turn on the lamp and the horse winks. Do
horses wink? Is the one who has reached the balcony and sees that
there is nothing left, no ballerina bowing gracefully towards a
throne made of spoons that hasn’t had a new king to sit on
it for far, far too long, not even a rusty sign that notes End of
Road in bright pink neon, only nothing, shortly before he is
tugged back again, as they all are, eventually. Silent and listen
are composed of the exact same six letters. Coincidence? I think
not. It is in these eternal seconds, when the mice are toddling
through their tango in the attic and every thing, from the clocks
to the books on their shelves, always standing tall, never
sitting down, holds its breath just to hear the pattering of
those paws, it is in this silence, that listening is hard. The
jumbling battle to the end of the balcony is, because there is no
such thing as a quiet conquest, accompanied by shouting,
bellowing, and sometimes whispering. Those hesitant breezes
carrying syllables in their purple mohair armchairs resonate the
loudest, enforcing the cacophony of colours blending together
into the tip of the prism. That prism spits it back out, adding
the square root of a symphony to the discord and the tango above
my head. The difference between the tango and the discord is the
sum of the prism and the silent house. Find X. However, not
listening is harder. I wink back.
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FabulousCat · 9 years ago
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Thankyou! I wasn't sure about posting it, thanks for taking the time to read it ^^