It All Slips Away

Write it down so you won’t forget the times you are living in. Pick up a pen and bleed your life onto a blank page as if you have a story to tell and must tell it now before it fades. Because it will fade. It will all be black and white and dissolved into the air like tissue paper candy left to melt in the bright afternoon light, turn to liquid lemon vapors on the indifferent wind.

He bathes and watches me get undressed, tells me I’m the most beautiful creature he has ever seen. I pull a brush through my hair and wonder if even a small portion of that could possibly be true, and if it is is it worth anything. I sing about sex and drugs, lipstick and video games. Later on we laugh at the idea of an embarrassing death and dance across the kitchen floor in bare feet as though we were young. We fill each other’s wine until the bottles and our thirsty pink tongues run dry.

The trouble comes when you try to write a story which is not yours to tell. You cannot write yourself a new life, you have to lift your two trembling hands and build it from the ground up in real time using real fear, true hunger, honest tears. It is hard. It is messy. It is very, very scary but a little less so if you have someone to twirl you like a child in the dead of night.

Remember that you only live once. Remember the map of the way around the sun in the hopes you just keep spinning around and around and the good times never fall through your fingers just to slip away through the cracks.

25 Replies to “It All Slips Away”

  1. How lovely to read, you have such a lovely thoughts being shared. “Because it will fade”, these lines from your piece mean a lot if we could ponder. Everything really fades, even the fresh memories we keep will fade. If we right them down, at least we can reminisce and recall the happenings from the past.

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  2. ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘Œโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ˜˜I once wrote a story that gradually came true in reality. At other times I tried to describe an almost vivid dream, but I was not able to describe it as beautifully as it seemed to me… Wish You a beautiful saturday night Allison๐ŸŒนโค๏ธ๐ŸŒน

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  3. โ€œRemember that you only live once. Remember the map of the way around the sun in the hopes you just keep spinning around and around and the good times never fall through your fingers just to slip away through the cracks.โ€
    Yes love, may the good times never ever fade awayโ€ฆ๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ˜˜๐ŸŒน

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      1. I have your book luminae in my lap, itโ€™s worn, pages bent, some stained with coffee, but your words never fail to inspire my writing and Iโ€™ve never properly thanked you for this! So thank you Allison! ๐Ÿ’•C

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        1. Oh my god I canโ€™t even begin to tell you how very much this means to me! I have actual tears in my eyes Cheryl, thank you thank you that means everything to me!! All the love and gratitude I send you, beautiful creative soul. ๐Ÿ•Š๐ŸŒนโค๏ธ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿ•Š

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