Wednesday

December 7 2011


Word. Apprehension. Decision. Mystery of devil-make-care. How anything is anything again. Terse. And shaking hands ought to be evidence enough. When it all comes down to it, will is part of it. Who lets it be? 
A practice like a doctor is said to have. They say that it saves lives. Saving. Safe. Gambling. The character of anything. And charm.
Allowing it is willing it. Damages. Control. Hoping to be spared. Injury you cannot see. Youth in Asia? No. I said, euthanasia. The thing between two places.
She wore her woolen socks. It got to him that she criticized his penmanship. His grade four teacher was an abusive woman. This is not going to make any difference, he said to the abusive woman who was his grade five teacher; this will only tease your need to do violence. 

Not as bad as a bad mood is. Water drops torture. Because your centre of gravity is weightless and askew. You’re careening off the road. Your jokes are falling flat. Best for you to just stick to your sincerity. You’re afraid. Balance and flexibility are key.

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