I have watched human facsimiles
wither and fade with the passing of the hours Seen glittering neon how-do-you-do’s fade like news past its years and yellow like that great amorphous mist

Watched myself, the perpetual vinyl
turning, turning, turning to a stop
With all the click and clacks and scratches and screams of an honest and proper player

Felt the gurgling-churning of the yet-to-be and watched the horizon before itself floating over and past the glitzy Hasidics.

Known the weniger-mensch in its rise
and grasped the undertow as it did the same Contemplating freeform in a spiral of time Floating under and over and through, though never really breaking, and always truly bound

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Boston Incident Reactions

Slater Victoroff

“Boston bombings represent a sorrowful scene of what happens everyday in Syria. Do accept our condolences.” The bombings in the Boston marathon were a tragedy, and I truly wish that those few that were killed or injured in the explosion hadn’t been. I don’t mean to trivialize the pain and suffering that these events have put people through, but I think there’s some important context to be considered here.

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