Saturday, May 16, 2009

The Hum of the Pool

I was a slight nudge at the top of the stairs. You know what I mean. There you were, peering down, reassured at the apparent ease of your descent when that slight nudge made you question all that you had previously thought to be true. Well, not all that you had previously thought to be true. It was only a slight nudge, after all. Enough to make your heart twitch, to make you reach for, and grip, the handrail.

It was more, I suppose, that I was a small surprise. A pleasant surprise. Something you expected but didn’t quite expect.

No, wait. I was everything you expected. I was a neurological twist, a clip round the ear. It was why we made good.

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