“Sounds like you’ve had a crazy day,” she replied as she poured herself a second glass of Merlot. She said it once again, but this time I can’t let it go. The word crazy chewed up and swallowed into an analytical portrait of imagination, expression and behavior. Mind, body, and soul. Crazy. Somewhere, drowning in a waterfall of efficiency, creative turned crazy when normal found lazy. Call the doctors, and they will swap a pill for your thoughts. Intelligent design. Love funneled in cubicle-laced expectations. Somewhere, lost in the clouds of dinner reservations: dollars married math, careers chose their paths, and recreations toasted to sequels. Ends and means locked hands and repeated, "I do."1
So as my girlfriend kissed the glass with her lips, I exclaimed, “The wine tastes like tulips.” Then, grabbing a knife, I bluntly stole my heart from inside of me. And as the blood flowed outward, I hoped I made my point.
I'll take any suggestions or just rip it apart if need be.
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GREAT
It's like you have put everything you could come up with in a beautiful compilation. I was completely drifting on the words started by the "unravellings" from the word crazy. Good points too.
beginning: 4, language: 5, ending: 5.
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brilliant!
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