excerpt | the conversation between the bird and the hand

why do you always leave?
won't you will always be there with your hands outstretched, waiting for me to come home?

but what if i must leave too?
but i love you.

but what if i must leave, first?
but i will starve.

but what if i find another bird?
the loneliness would kill me.

then why don't you stay?
because i have only ever known the sky, and you are so beautiful that touching you hurts, knowing that one day - you may die and leave me here, with only this blue: with only this endless, endless blue.


moon, s. (2013) the anatomy of being.


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