Monday, April 03, 2006

Prior to the redacted confessional

Then I see some sixty year old guy wiping tables in Burger King and think about the reversals of fortune that wait out there for you, think about the way anything can go sour, or right, for reasons just and reasons meaningless. Wonder what I deserve and can't see meaning in the question. Wonder what I want, what I need, most of all what I'll get.

klik if you demand tedious explanations of every little thing.

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