Memento

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Title: Memento
Author: j_flattermann
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Prompt(s): #6: loquacious, switchgrass molding into human shapes and a photograph of a Newton's Cradle
Disclaimer: Pure Fiction. No copyright infringement intended.



Standing at the panoramic windows in the living room, staring out into the garden.
How long since I have dropped you off at the airport and we waved our 'good-byes'?
The house has fallen silent since and suddenly the silence hurts, cuts like a knife.
Suddenly the bushes all bear your face and the switchgrass is moulding into human shapes.
Your shape, your face in the garden – the only thing missing is your voice.
I can't believe, that only a few hours ago your chitter-chatter was getting on my nerves.
Now I can't bear the silence.

Walking over to the writing desk, sitting in front of the Newton's Cradle.
Hoping the clicking of the balls distracts me. I miss you, already.
Nothing compares to you being near to me. I get up and walk over to the phone and dial.
The phone at the other end rings and then the answer machine
"Hello, sorry I am not at home, for I have so many things to do, but if you please leave a message
and I will call you back in due time, promised as soon as possible, when I'm back home."
There it is, your loquacious self, and it feels as if I can touch you.


Comments

[stormatdusk.livejournal.com]

only a few hours ago your chitter-chatter was getting on my nerves.
Now I can't bear the silence

oh, another goodbye piece! and even sadder. i hope they'll be together again soon.

[j-flattermann.livejournal.com]

I know and isn’t it somehow fitting? Just now he says ‘good bye to his fourth wife’.
But as this is Viggo and Beano, they surely will be together again eventually and in the meantime he consoles himself by listening to Viggo’s voice.