Saturday, October 9, 2010
walking
paris is walking on a bed of snakes much larger than me, and as i take steps, the snake moves forward so i go nowhere, and the snake swerves as it slithers, so i dont know if i'm still going north or west now. then another snake comes by and sweeps me off like a current, no more forgiving than the first, and there's as many snakes in this bed as feathers in a pillow.
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