you are not necessarily you, i am not necessarily i, the past is not really the past, the present is certainly not the present and the future is definitely questionable

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

fencing

i am watching you through the fencing mask. your body seems trained and exited. i can’t see your face, you are wearing the mask yourself. you are trying to scare me with the tactic screaming. it doesn’t make me afraid, but i really don’t like it. i am trying to hit you. i don’t want you to lose. too bad i can’t see your face, i can’t see the way it moves when you’re attacking me. it would be nice if i could.

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