Aug
26
2008

writings: moments

“Moments”

The immense amount of noise, steering clear of the immediate moment. ‘Unclarity’ wrapped in a tight little package of denim and american apparel. All is lost.

All exception lost. Only denim and cloth separating them from the inevitable. Alone they sat till all exceptions were fulfilled.

But they remembered the beginning and the end.Materials aside, the moral stayed the same. In the end there was one. The i and no other, so close as any have came.

Written by Max in: Poetry, Writings |

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