Sunday, May 27, 2007

All Meaning

I don't feel like working, and why should I, it is Sunday of a holiday weekend, is this work? Instantly it is, I don't care, I need something to do, even "Figaro" did not long catch me. Chocolate, the body, roses and peonies aglow in clouded light, fan filtering bedroom air. All meaning in work with words neglects meaningful being waking moments in places.

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