4/27/11

another run at bicycle



or at least it's what i tell myself, i have seen that we lie best to ourselves anyways.

so bicycle

twice a cycle

cycle.

meaning what exactly...

a year, a decade, a life time?

tonight i present this.

not drawn nor arranged but accidental, perfect, see i wore this chain with these ankhs for over more than half my life, and the rings of intent and of ultimate failure hanging not three inches from my heart.

not every woman decides to return a spurned ring it seems, and i am not going to say who did.

what i will say is that when two people decide on a course of action be it having children, buying a flat or a mic whopper, it means something.

it is rather ironic that the more i look at the chain i see...


nevermind, i shall let you sort that out for yourself, or not.
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