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Void

Keep moving.

Throw yourself into work,
throw yourself into anything but silence,
if only to avoid the staring,
gaping,
glaring

void.

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  • Papyrus
    August 16
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    will-do

  • mojojames gold member
    August 20
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    Beckett comes to mind...

    Great company. He also had dealings with the Void and the unknown. This is terse, and commanding in its sense of desperation. Sorry, but it also puts me in mind of one of Thomas Hardy's factory hands. I am also reminded of people I worked with who had the same kind of relentless, fuck-all, non-stop attitude. This one covers a whole lot of ground, physical and emotional. well-done, MJ