Sojourn

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Sojourn


  The car frozen and immobile like a boulder, took its position on the globe. Rubber turning to cement while I jerked back and forth trying to continue my movement forward. Dusty pebbles sprinkled across my feet and tickled my throat. Constant momentum ground to a halt does not liberate you but rather encapsulates you.

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lithiumblack commented on Sojourn

10-21-2009

Short and to the point, flavored with obvious frustration. Good piece, and great use of language. Another 10.

In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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