Et de ratage en ratage, on s'habitue à ne jamais dépasser le stade du brouillon.
La vie n'est que l'interminable répétition d'une représentation qui n'aura jamais lieu.

---Hipolito, Le fabuleux destin d'Amélie Poulain

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Obscura

So I sway back and forth.
So I sway.
Bliss has so many, many faces.
So tell me:
When was the last time you named mine? Or hers?


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Ah - to be all too understanding.
How very short-lived are the perils of the temporarily amused.
Omitting is over-rated.
So is candy-coating and denial.
Suggestion?
Teeth-grinding reality-check.

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