Ahhh To Wake, Perchance To Live . . .
How shall we be at last,
life without memory, future without past?
By small degrees, by small indiscretions, by small betrayals.
The agency ringing with myriad and subtle details.
And quivering with terrible stratagems pursue.
With embracing limbs of fleshy slumber ensue.
Limply lay we down to repose in the soporific place.
Our dreams to fall insensible and we deign to self efface.
Due to circumstances beyond our control Litotes The Clown is extemporaneously unavailable.
- Mng
Emotion biased advertising has a powerful pull for women who don't want me to kill puppies.
- Litotes The Clown
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2Comments:
You must be the first to hear so much of what my past week has been. I also miss the smiles.
People like you are the reason dictatorship has become sexy again.
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