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Tuesday, October 6, 2009

A Used Napkin Pencil Sketch of Meaningful Communication, on a Timeline, Located to the Right of the Invention of Technogadgets

All day, every day.
I must tell you about my insignificance.
Spotlights feel hot on my skin.
My skin is my largest organ and it feels good.
And feeling good feels significant.