Thursday, June 26, 2008

Snap, Crackle, Pop

by Robert Gryfft

They make so much noise over trifles. The stupid little things squeal because they fear the other side.

I push them through into the darkness, pop, and they squeal no longer. I could understand their fear if they continued to squeal afterwards. Can't they see the comfort in the silence?

I sleep like they do.

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