Monday, February 4, 2008

Rough Draft

Today his body performed a miracle. He awoke. Simple miracles are often overlooked and so was he in a cluster of empty shells; flesh, bone, and clothe hiding absoultely everything.
Can you tell me what he saw when he decided that breathing wasn't a necessity? Can you tell me what appeared from his murky view of the tiles on his ceiling that told him bath time was over and life was for living?
Today his body performed a miracle:
He awoke, with a smile.

1 comment:

chlobola said...

short
and awesome.
im glad you read this in class

i like the line
"murky view of the tiles on his ceiling..." etc

you are awesome.