How To Fabricate Staircases

Wall

I look at you.

Fragile,
Seeking

hidden secrets.

claustrophobic

consciousness of the lost
possession.

My Runny Nose Is Yellow Do I Need To See A Doctor

meaningless Conrad

Someone threw the letter on the floor, that floor to slide almost smooth.
Of the letters of O, of E, and some other consonant. I do not remember exactly.
We were stunned, because we did not understand who had launched and from where. The more we could not understand why.
Someone suggested that a child was playing a few feet above us and that was the result of the negligence of a parent distracted.
But above us, there was only ceiling ...
Another thought it was just a dream. But those letters could touch them ...
I thought that God had decided to put the Alphabet test and challenge our faith in the power of its fragments.
there were, those shiny letters.
Suddenly everyone began to spell.
Everyone tried to form words, while, on his knees, leaning against the wall with one foot, holding his fingers one of these letters, it is isolated from the rest of us.
"I can not find a way, I can not find a way!" I cried, because I wanted to use them all and form the words that God wanted to communicate.
The man with the hat out of the room, carrying the word pain. A
went with him that he had only two letters: The O.
"Hey, stop!"
It was not possible that they were stealing all the letters! Then
badly dressed man carries with it an M, an O, a R, T, a O.
"My letters!"
I remained alone, sitting on the ground.
With only four letters. The


V A T

my letters.
flee.
sense.
unreachable.
I was alone.
Unaware of the significance.
I was alone. I had lost God

I was just confused with my four letters.