Friday, January 20, 2017

20 january

on the other hand it's a quiet countdown to no fingers remaining -- straining to catch on and to lean in: i've seen enough to call my own bluff and hang up before an answer. there's a chance we're missing out on the doubts we steered away from but to play dumb is a shift we can't turn back from. Switch to automatic and converts the catalytic reaction into traction to hold it up a little longer, a little higher until we wire our cables tight enough to walk across, to make the cross a sign: a line in the sand that blows away -- and who knows what there is to say --

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