dare I think of it...
[redacted]
again?
.
.
"The characters reveal themselves
Actors at the final applause
Give to each interpretation
What it is proportionally due"
.
Masks and archetypes get switched, and
"In the eye of the hurricane there is quiet
For just a moment...
a yellow sky."
.
still, the alliteration of it is so pretty, isn't it?
The faraway friend the fool fell for, and further fawns and folds.
Fuck.
.
*sigh*
How to feel about this...














