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Matrix it comes right when you have nothing to say. it comes wrong when you have something, a point, some wisdom to impart. that is the time to shut up. i have had something to say for too long now. i long for the empty, open vein, the whispering flow. yet I am thankful. therefore the gods, the gods have gifted me with silence. |
This Poem was Critiqued By: James C. Horak On Date: 2013-11-24 11:18:33
Critiquer Rating During Critique: 10.00000
True, when one is self-willed into the matrix. But then what is the point when choice has no point to existence? JCH