The Absent Blogger

I weep for A Blog of Glunders. It lives each day of its life in cold waiting, its quiescence a morose hint at the abuse that characterizes its misery. Day after day it hungers, digging at sidewalk cracks for dirty morsels, chipping its crusty black nails, slapping the caulk with its icy tears. “Why have you abandoned me, creator?” it cries. Passersby uncomfortably pity it but leave it shivering and alone. Every now and then, the young man who spawned it returns, gathers Glunders in warm blankets and feeds it, pats its quivering head and whispers empty promises into its wanting ears. “It’s okay now, things will be different.” But Glunders knows. Glunders knows.


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