She placed her heart in the granite wall,
For it became too heavy to bear,
And she walked away, light as a feather.
He looked to fill the hole in his soul,
With something that did not evaporate,
As vapors clinging on summer dew.
So the two passed themselves,
Unburdened, untethered,
Strange shadows cast on a prison wall.
Discarded Recollections 
Such an amazing piece , Masa. ❤️
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Your words are a kindness that I hardly deserve.
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My words are an obvious truth. You hold an amazing talent.❤️
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OOOh I like what you did with this one… islands in the sea… ships passing in the night…
like too many husbands and wives! Well done.
Dwight
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I appreciate your insights! I honestly have no idea what’s happening here – the narrator refuses to confide in me.
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The plus and minus of heartlessness. Well captured.
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Thank you kindly. I do love the concept of people lacking an intrinsic component of what makes them traditionally “people”.
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Now that’s the way to do it!
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Well thank you. That is indeed the way that I remember it.
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Love! That last line is just amazing
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That’s so kind of you! Sometimes I think I work backwards from a good line, and this one began with the first and the last.
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Hey, whatever works!
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