Fuck Destiny

Jun 12, 2008 12:58

A creek from a spinning wheel catches the ears of three blind crones. The grinding ring of scissors opening as the thread is spanned between two weathered hands. With steady rotation the wooden spokes ease. Six white eyes peer while the cutter hesitates.

hysterical mythology,
A.D.

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fulguritus June 13 2008, 01:04:11 UTC
You are irreplaceable.

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jokolo_rises June 13 2008, 15:54:50 UTC
Maybe so, but i am interviewing.

be seeing you

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