Oh, Merlot, tell me it’s not so.
No, no. No no.

It’s funny when one thinks about the riddles and fiddles we play and the lies we try to say to make all okay. We avoid the paranoid but there remains this factoid within the void that the lies we tie and the webs we said we did not tangle will strangle us in the end, friend. Oh, you question my digestion of suggestions to improve well you just prove that to soothe my heart is to restart the start of the fire you brought upon yourself.

There was no rhyme in that last portion. Curses!


About grasshopperstothemoon

“Two things awe me most, the starry sky above me and the moral law within me.”
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