Time – the satyrical

half-horned child of the darkened past—proven bestial time and time again—and the unmistakenly hominid hope of a future, any future, persistenly brighter than the present—and yet it never comes.

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Casimir Laird-Berrard

admirer of well-styled texts, Zhuangzi, the Imagists, and Eno. inquiries and inquests at casimirgb@gmail.com