Wednesday, November 5, 2008

End Wave. pg 13. Sugar Cane.

Powdered in neglect, many refused to acknowledge the building news of the vanishing. Drowned their heads in hops and grains. Buried themselves into alternate realities of maniacal egos. Inhaled any fume of detachment. Codependent on each others neglect. Only if they'd blinked... just for a slight blink...

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