my phone ring... it reads "Mandy"... i pick up the call....i didn't say anything.... the girl in the other hand keep repeating "Joe, Joe? are you there? Hello?..." but i remain silent... The rain pours down heavily now... i wonder when the rain is going to stop...
The rain finally stop at 11:28am, i walked inside Starbucks just to grab a cup of long black... strange... something is wrong..very wrong..i don't take coffee usually, i guess i just want the bitterness to fill up the space of my mouth... the staff at the counter greeted me with a smile, and i replied "what's with that grin on your face?" She look surprised... i find a sit.. i sat down and facing towards the glass that i can look on the streets... i saw an old man walking with his back carrying a heavy pile of old newspapers... the heavy burden that he can't sustain anymore... he collapsed... everyone that walked pass him seems like unaware of this old man's existence... i have a sip on my long black... like it's name... the long and dark never ending bitterness filling up my mouth... i poured the remaining on the floor.. each every words and lyrics of Slipknot's Vermilion are began to surface in my mind. I walked out of the shop. And i saw a lady painting a scenery at outside of the coffee shop, thought that she is painting with variety of palettes on her hand... yet still what i see in the painting is a black and white. Mandy calls again, Mandy is definitely saying something, but what i heard is a distortion of sound wave... i was somehow pushed by this sound wave and i fell to the ground... in the process, i accidentally knock my head... and i was bleeding with a black color blood... was it the after effect of the long black?
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