Sarcastic | Word Meditations 63/366

The party of the Sarcastics stripped off the flesh of everyone they could find. This one thought he could dance, and couldn’t see his lame feet. That one thought she could cook, and couldn’t see that her plates were chipped. And that over there? He said he had a problem of how we speak — that it took him too long even to be able to say these. Sneer, sneer, tee hee hee. That’s your problem isn’t it?
The part of the sarcastics, a party of fools, a party of fearful cowards. The party of those that dreams stroke as too fancy.

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