Thursday, October 14, 2004

The Opposite of a Kiss

My friend Lara and I were talking at lunch about the existential and stuff. She asked me what would be the opposite of a kiss. This is what I think it is...

It repels. It does not draw you in.

There is no gentle sigh afterwards. It is cold. Dry.

It sucks the air out of your lungs. Not like an exhale.

There is a vacuum with no end and no beginning.

It does not leave you wanting more.

It is like a shock from an electrified fence. It is ice on glass.

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