Thursday, November 3, 2011
Less Importantly
Remember, today is November, but also tomorrow will be/is November I can correctly write both tenses because the fact of the matter is not of any other month yet it has become one of crucial dignity. Forty wink of the speckled wall, patched when anger enrages and emotion motions become closed fists and foot swings pendulum hinged at the knee and pelvis. Shattering crackles of what once was breakfast converted into stored energy, metabolizes from the cocoon within, appearing for the last time as an invisible movement of a moth accelerating into the windscreen of a driver-less car. Never shall we speak of what unknown moment of mystery no one knows of, but they shall pretend to, as what is a life without such nonsense, but a slave of being rather than the illogical contradiction of the previous sentence.
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