#NaNoWriMo – A lull

Running with scissors, scampering from the future,

nightmares plot the course, dreams soothe the rough edges.

Very little has solidity, yet the way is fraught with implacability.

Right side up and upside down, sidewise and around.

Nothing really matters, everything impacts.

Cords of binding, contract.

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