Closure is hardly ever
the clean cut we desire;
it can warp in heated,
heavy air
-putrid convolution-
an apple core shrinking inside
itself (till its existence
is defined by its silent
exodus).
Oct 21, 2014
Oct 21, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
Closure is hardly ever
the clean cut we desire;
it can warp in heated,
heavy air
-putrid convolution-
an apple core shrinking inside
itself (till its existence
is defined by its silent
exodus).
I wish I'd known this sooner.
I wish I'd left sooner.
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