Thursday, 6 May 2021

The Golden Gate

It stared at me, watched me. SAW me. I closed the browser window, tried to forget it. Impossible. Compelled, I returned. I boldly met its golden gaze, determined to resist its pull. But it had already imprinted itself on my haunted mind. I could see clearly where it would hang, casting its digital gaze over the room, finding me, always finding me I could not look away. I cannot look away.

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