Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Le malaise d'aujourd'hui





in cuvintele lor despre mintea de pe urma, instinct si glume proaste
... later edit: despre things that go around and eventually do come around.


There is no deadline
There is no schedule
There is no plan we can fall back on
The road this far can't be retraced
There is no punch line anybody can tack on
There are loose ends by the score
What did I come down here for?
You
You



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