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Even when the person whose trust runs deepest in you betrays you. Even then you still can't understand. Can't let go. Even then you will hold on to the remnants. Charred and old and useless. And one day you will let go. For no reason you let go. Finally. The lights vare going up. I felt angry and let down. Betrayed. And the mist came down. Holding on to the mist and losing the way. I still had something unneccessary to throw away. You were still in me. In the mist falling I drove to the north cliffs. I can still see how poeople drive over the edge. The sea has changed to sky now. The rocks foam their presence white. This is the place. It is a cold evening now. Then a falling mist.
A small light flickered on the horizon and was gone. Hold on one instant to the space. No time like this time this time. There are white flowers on the wall. I took somebody for granted too to show how close we really are. I was wrong as we all must be. Rolling and floating in the waves. While there are words there is still time. When there is no time. The breakers sound awakes the foaming lines to dance and die. If you draw lines they only serve to trap you. Boundaries pile upon each other. Divisions that isolate. You will never catch it. The fleet of foot are caught in this speed.
Bright light. Smiling. Dark face. Smiling. It rains. It smiles. Why is one nigjht different from another. Why is that. It smiles. If they have arrived from Norfolk. She caught something terrible in Egypt. Row upon row of Camellias in patient polystyrene cups wait for the end of his brief dawn. The mist dispelled in halogen lighting. Rebarbative polystyrene sucks back at the lips. What an appalling man. Sink. Sink without trace. Founder. Founder and vanish. The purposeful stride echoes towards me as though someone were coming. People displaced and displacing. Why have you come here puppy and all unwanted.
Computer programmers have developed a mathematical virus that flows between large computers with the data, and establishes itself in new systems systematically erasing information and travelling on. It is said that the Health Authority's computer has such a virus working in it currently.
You did. As expected you did. Sad in a way it is now too late. A slow rumble of thoughts flows through the heedless Camellias. Out with the old, in with the new. I thought that atheism was different but in fact it is the same.