sub specie aeternitatisFight for it- isn't this what you wanted? Aren't you pleased with yourself? Please, let's be pleasant- No need, but needing; Name-calling- Callous in creation Conceiving nothing from everything. You lose your way in it, Lost to yourself. What a strip-tease, Please. Down indeed, Drowning in decadence, Decades from now you're old. Told, what have you won? Nothing but the passing glance. The missing chance. The effort spent The days rent. For nothing.sub specie aeternitatis
and yet.... sub specie aeternitatis *under the appearance
Honor meTwo Hands for the ShowAnswer me. Two hands Please. Place them for performance, always aTwo Hands for the Show
Crowd-pleaser. Expectant for applause, only to Pause. Pacing, panting, pleading Perfectly. Still, awaiting the curtains Closed. Cold eyes performing acrobatics Deadly. Waiting to steal the story of
Glory. Glorifying, greedy, gluttonous Stare
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Who breaks the thread, the one who pulls, the one who holds on? -James Richardson
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