opportunistic
By HiramDiaz
wearied...she stumbles,singing garbled theoriesof theodicy to herself -'crazy,crazy,i was crazy for you,but you...you were just a dream'.her arid pupils dart across the subway platformseeking applausefrom an invisible audience,seeking an appraisal for her infallible work.the thundering ovation of blazing iron wheelscleanses her disheveled physiognomy with divine exuberance; as she bowsover the edge of her decrepit dais. Written October 23rd, 2001 © on Oct 23 2001 10:25 AM PST 10 • 0
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"wearied...she stumbles,singing garbled theoriesof theodicy to herself -'crazy,crazy,i was crazy for you,but you...you were just a dream'.her arid pupils dart across the subway platformseeking applausefrom an invisible audience,seeking an appraisal for her infallible work.the thundering ovation of blazing iron wheelscleanses her disheveled physiognomy with divine exuberance; as she bowsover the edge of her decrepit dais...."