Friday, 29 May 2015

The Freak of Freakland

There is a day. That's today. I traveled on a train. There was a train. I've been waiting for a Cancer to come to the station. There is a Cancer at the station. I had waited for a conversation with the Cancer. There was a conversation witht the Cancer. I had waited to travel with the Cancer. There was a common commute to Freakland. I had longed to travel with the Cancer by the window of the train to Freakland. There was me travelling by the window. The Cancer wasn't there.
We got to Freakland. We stapped foot separately. Every freak of Freakland stared at me. There was a communal staring. I had to wait and speak to the Cancer. There wasn't such thing. There were headphones and I put them. I should have waited for the Cancer. I didn't waited for the Cancer. The Cancer walked behind my back. There wasn't face by my side. There was mistake in all of it. I should've stopped and waited for the Cancer.
Should?
Orpheus lost the modern Eurydice.
The Freak of Freakland wasn't a freak. The Freak become a freak on Freakland.



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