We are ignoble beasts, humanity, moving further and further away from the inevitable chaos we create, while drawing it to us as a blanket or flag of redemption to bring us warmth. The warmth promised by an embrace, a handshake or the thermal dynamics which sets the entire chaotic action into motion. No transfer is without heat, no human interaction is without chaos.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Happy Endings
First stories read by our parents,
fluffy pillow,
pleasant dreams.
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