a short walk

My ex-neighbours shifted thier home today. And all of a sudden a resonance obliterated itself off my life. The alien-ness which i protected myself from, completed itself in just a thought. Sometimes it doesnt take as much from us to move on, as it takes a value off others.

The shell within is just concentric circles of infinity, one sees and learns to embalm. In a proximity of that sort, the distance between each circle seems to unfold travel, the shell never surfaces itself. And today one such journey met its whole. very slowly, time finished passing by and a part of my life came to consequence. i cannot find it in myself to enter those premises again, to climb up the stairs to that doorway which marked the being of my own home, and to knock the door of a stranger all over again...