Monday, January 21, 2008

Stream Fishsticks Southpark

Little History of a leap of faith

Looks of wonder about him. I do not even know a bit, but admired him. The stands were packed and the lights illuminating what it was. The audience was holding him for a smile, a sigh children. The talcum powder wore his rough hands, and eyes closed not to show any emotion. But he felt, and how. It was not fear, never had. Launch into space for him was all that his life had meaning. But more was expected that the hands of his partner grabbed him to pull even a round of applause. He looked at her now. He could not read his eyes, but inside of him knew that there was nothing to fear. The damn thing would jump blindfolded, just to be able to trust her. He climbed the stairs and climbed up to his heart in his throat. Because they know they can count on her was worth more than applause and admiration of liberation. He was on top now. He was looking for something more in his eyes, but did not know what. She smiled. He also smiled and his heart slowly fell into place. He grabbed the pole and the silence all around. Pause. Eyes closed. The strong legs pushed up the ramp to betray. He felt the air about him, but waited at her. She had thought she was. Open gl'occhi and stretched his arms. But no one was there to grab his hands. Before falling from his safety looked at the bottom. There she was, and still smiling. Dark.

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