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.....it’s beyond my control-it’s .......beyond my.......quite...Control...

i know it’s always been beyond my control.

pains me to know this. Pains me to know that we All don’t know. focus. so much on clutter and restraint. not so much polar opposites. We are de sade. finding beauty within our mimicry of Construction that used to be someone else's’- we are desperate

-despondent-

i am Filled with the anxiety Created by the overwhelming knowledge of time. all These monkeys know the punch lines that have been -are- will be exchanged. predetermination tips its Hat and wants a good natured slap on the back. all One can do is turn a head. all one can Hope is to be that bottlecap Sitting in the fire...

-spent

-never glowing red....

...allowance-wander-dream...

reverend flint