this great big giant word fills up my mouth and the expanding balloon it is, there is no space left for me to explain my absence. please understand that i am too busy wrapping my tongue around this great big...thing.
and secret as it is huge i await the moment it will explode as suddenly as it materialised, and then all that is left behind will be the aftertaste of gunpowder and an inexplicable emptiness.
maybe, then, we will meet again.
Saturday, October 3, 2009
oath
Posted by b at 1:23 PM
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