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So Apropos
Saw death on a sunny snowFor every life, forego the parable. Seek the light, my knees are cold. (Running home, running home) Go find another lover; To bring and- to string along. With all your lies, you're still very lovable. I toured the light, so many foreign roads For Emma, forever ago. |
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Art is what you can get away with.
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"the grin"
This is me giving you an evil grin. Cancel that, not evil. Its a grin of self-preservation, of pride, of confidence, of invincibility. This is me giving that grin, and saying to your face that I am right, and I am always right. Metaphorically, of course. Something about growing up is that you get these epiphanical (me, I coined that) moments, where you realize something, or understand something. Its not always something you can easily put in words, and it could easily be something many people have said to you many times, but only understand literally. An epiphany occurs like blocks falling into slots, sliding in perfectly without friction, without gaps. There's an uneasiness of a new beginning, but there's a pride and silent ecstasy of realization. And, where you least expect it, there is a little fear, where you repeatedly tell yourself "This is something you must not remember. Never look back." The pillar of salt becomes your biggest fear in that one moment. But you know, life just keeps moving. I'm so glad you called. I wish you were here. You and that goofy grin of yours. |