Read the pauses slowly and miss not the unspoken. Feel the tension described through colors the anticipation is hidden in the punctuation. Did you faint with despair when her mind switched off letting Alzheimer's take over because it takes too much to look at Truth in the face but you can when it is through old people's unfocused eyesight or a young girl's wonder from behind pages or closed eyelids. The world moves. The right side thins as the left thickens progress recorded by wrinkles on the leaves but how I hate dog ears. Read me slowly when I wake up to a muddled world of deja vu. The same characters wonder when was the last time they were there, and I wonder where they go I still see their shadows. Do not lie like the title. I used to trade sleep to devour words but you have been speed-reading. 5:49am February 11, 2014 "I am an X in an indeterminate equation. And that X is the rock upon which I stand." - Mario Puzo