THE CROSS EXAMINATION

It's my|Life|(Sort of)

Random thoughts and musings

MY LIFE!

Drip

Drip.
Petty, poisonous pontifications
Trip off your two-tined tongue.
Drip.
You: the slithering puppeteer.

Such small
Drips
Can do no harm.
Drip.
Can they?

Drip-drip.

The drops that
Drip
Will one day
Wear away a mountain.

Drip.

Beware.

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