THE SILLINESS
OF EVAPORATION
Take a walk with me we are walking free this is
another street in another place to be. In the air,
the madman shuffle is taking place a million
miles an hour. We are relative to all that we see.
The speed of light is in my pocket, and I ride
the edge of that light-speed cloud - looking
straight out everything is still. Any faster,
I will be entering the past.
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The silliness of evaporation is all the world can
tell to me - changeability and alteration; how things
first are this and then they're that. No motive to the
meanings, and still the idiots ply : their advertising
skills to nothing, their sucking the dick of lucre,
licking the tit of meaninglessness.
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