He stood in the corner of This and That.
Shivering from what?
The wind, the rain?
Something else?
Hurricane force winds.
Inside and out.
This is the last of the given moments.
The Creator dangles in front on your face.
He thinks aloud:
"Like a carrot on a stick."
Is this a big step?
Or the last step?
Either way one will not know until that step is taken.
And then it's too late.
K.J.K. 02/05/11
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