Cherry on a broom

''He asked for itUser:Serprex 14:06, September 15, 2011 (UTC)

At this point I can only cringe to think what you think

All must be revealed, as this is what it is. Until I reveal myself, we'll only bark a laugh, raise cheer, and carry on

Fire up, knives are spiking glasses tonight

People hand the strings and expect themselves to show. What a let down

Oh well. They're boring. Everyone's the same. I like you, I don't like you, I don't care about you. Categorical methods make this overly simple world all the simpler

Where else to find flare? Elsewhere

Stashing in the closet. Too easy

Sweep it all away, we're starting over

Off the tables, off them all

Falling off the floor. The thought has occurred before. What does it even mean?

Only now, having walked off and looked at negative space birds and such, has it struck: by some trick of the stage, the floor opens itself. But that's falling into the floor. Unless one were to roll of the stage

How clear it is between thought which has had time to correct its past and thus imply itself and thought which streams itself along by some desperation of logical leaps in an attempt not to drown itself in contradiction. Dependency chains line up in lock step