Forget Her Not

pictures will fade and flesh will rot, but darling please forget her not

In the far corner of the room was an orange colored couch which did not match any of the other furniture in the room. On it was a young girl who did not match any of the other people in the room. The room was dark, save for the light of the television, with darkly dressed people strewn about darkly colored furniture. The couch and the girl seemed to have been borrowed from another room, even another house. The rest of the group sat watching the television and chain smoking while the girl lay on her orange couch. She watched the ceiling fan chase its own tail and played idly with her hair, obviously bored. Bored with the television. Bored with the darkly dressed people. Bored with the darkness of the room.