Saturday, September 14, 2013

culture

there is a web. i pull one of the strings. somewhere else, you hear a voice. meaning drops. tension. the web tightens. i pull another string. you, still away, wonder what you can say. vibrating, like a passing train. a third character emerges. the spell breaks. i am no longer attached to the strings. you no longer hear the voice. just the tremor beneath our feet.

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