At the Speed of Change

Speeding Train by John Hampsey Pettigrew

Speeding Train by John Hampsey Pettigrew

Almost-familiar treelines blurred at the edge of my vision as I hurtled onward into the oblivion of lost self; I let truth’s heart-strings, my inner essence, flap like a rag doll trailing in the slipstream before it was ripped from my grasp.

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16 thoughts on “At the Speed of Change

    • Well, I suppose it’s a sort of suicide of character. If someone lets themselves change, or loses their true self, that is perhaps the one type of change that isn’t good.

  1. Change is usually good, except when we are betraying ourselves and turning into something we don’t recognize. That first thought especially reveals the betrayal — the almost-familiar trees. Not familiar. Almost familiar. So good to read your work, Silver. ❤

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