I once knew a girl obsessed with ellipses;
she would imply things to come, eliding
the thought in her mind, trailing off
inwardly to hint at deeper rich meanings
left unspoken, sometimes every word,
fill in my blanks she’d beg, a stuttered
step, trailing off in wonder, one dot
then another and then some.
Chagall 2017
Uh oh….. I’m often guilty of too many ellipses….a bad habit that’s very annoying to the reader.
Well…if the shoe fits… π π
Yes it does….the shoe fitting and all that….but I’m going to try to stop. Seriously….!
Wishing you a happy holiday weekend. π
Merry Christmas, Betty.