Do NOT read

This loathsome work of fiction is a dream of sorts...

Saturday, 7 November 2020

Moments of truth

Moments of truth,
That came and passed.
Moments of unrefutable
proof, that could never last.
Just a noise, never-ending,
That ended.
Blending into normal,
Bending time, and breaking convention, was never going to be the heart-stopping invention.
Like anything man promised to be.

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