Is it future, or is it past? Is this the fate of the plate at the end of today, when the customers are gone, and the shop stands empty for the night? Or are we witnesses to the plate’s troubled past? Have new people filled the shop, and has the absence been deleted by a new cycle of eclairs?

Chocolate eclairs cycle, and so does the absence. Desires get quenched and then relaunched with a greater burn. This would all be silly, if this was just chocolate. But it never is just chocolate. Eclairs graduate to something bigger. The absences they bring grow grand and bold, and we see it all through the windshield. After all, we are all just passengers, stranded on a lost highway, chasing after chocolate dreams which never satisfy.

A flash of absence

  • September 18th, 2017
  • Posted in Absence

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