WE ARE SOMETIMES
SO WRONG
With an embattled stance, the pugilist's
will stands fast : even if the doors open
backwards, they will be torn from their
hinges for entry rather than just fixed.
There are no words for this: a jumbled
orange marmalade of expectations, maybe.
Or not. Some other caliber of words will
have to do.
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I say hold the steam-pipe to the freezer
and see what gives way first. I guarantee
your hands to be scalded. Really, that's
all that matters, and you can't hold on.
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