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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Letter to Larry

My letter to Larry stood suspended in thought, time and reason unknown to the recipient, unknown in reception. Dissipated like the shroud of Turin, unable to make out the details, the impact, the consequence, the compromise and the residual feelings that linger and cross bow me like a cold Norwegian night left in darkness. Pride or prejudice will prevent him from writing me back and this short term friendship will slip into the anals of unrecorded history.

1 comment:

  1. He wrote back but its mainly all business and that's alright with me.