And Now That I'm Suited... Time's Up.

And Now That I’m Suited… Time’s Up.

Do ask our Beloved Chrono-Secretary for a minute more

So you can take a Look at your File.

You’ll miss more than the irony.

Break your brain on it,

Go ahead.

Do as you always did,

And Find.

Yes, you can take a look at your File.

And find all the sweet Nothings the World ever offered you.

Turn them over again, just to be sure.

But if you Fail to see the Continuity,

There’ll be no Shame.

There’ll be no Anything.

But there’ll be Everything there ever was.

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[osimpson26]

i dont know why but im very drawn to this poem