Herbert Eaton
Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read

Anachronistic Anarchist by Herb Eaton

#78 … The gaze and the grasp …

PUBLISHED ON August 5, 2017

Gazing, gazing, gazing into replicated delicacy;

one would like …

… a pensive mode, little concern, just the decoration (please), the sunlight, the quiet repetition, the ongoing distance, all those bits of actions good for happiness; some resolution eventually, some hope of a steadfast grip on protective surroundings.

But sometimes there is a fight to be fought, a battle — maybe not desired — but, nonetheless there.

No time for the sissy-shit.

There must be some moment when the door can be slammed, confirming entering the confrontation or the withdrawal. But then again, which is sensible, it is never quite clear.

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