"Small Prayer
Change, move, dead clock, that this fresh day
May break with dazzling light to these sick eyes.
Burn, glare, old sun, so long unseen,
That time may find its sound again, and cleanse
Whatever it is that a wound remembers
After the healing ends."
--Weldon Kees
"I remember when a computer didn't automatically connect to the internet, it used to make a screaming noise. We should have listened." --@granitedhuine
"Yet the promise is not of a monument."
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