Monday, January 01, 2007
Like Fireworks Let Our Pasts Explode in Bursts of Light to Welcome Yet Another Year
The soot of what just moments ago was the aesthetic delight of a hundred thousand ephemeral stars scatters into the chill air flying through empty windows to settle into a bed empty because its supposed sole inhabitant is still staring at the computer screen of an empty living room typing one continuing sentence while breathing the air of a new year filled with the soot of what just moments ago was the aesthetic delight of a hundred thousand ephemeral stars scatters into the chill air flying through empty windows to settle into a bed empty because its supposed sole inhabitant is still staring at the computer screen of an empty living room typing one continuing sentence while breathing the air of a new year filled with the soot of what just moments ago was the aesthetic delight of a hundred thousand ephemeral stars scatters into the chill air flying through empty windows to settle into a bed empty because its supposed sole inhabitant is still staring at the computer screen of an empty living room typing one continuing sentence while breathing the air of a new year filled with the soot of what just moments ago was the aesthetic delight of a hundred thousand ephemeral stars scatters into the chill air flying through empty windows to settle into a bed empty because its supposed sole inhabitant is still staring at the computer screen of an empty living room typing one continuing sentence while breathing the air of a new year......
Happy New Year, I guess.
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