Day 28
Raisin Debtor Part VI
It's only words
And words are all I have
To take your heart away.
- Bee Gees
What is the use of singing this song?
Some of you are not even listening.
- Richie Havens
Sometimes I think I'm on the brink
Of knowing what I mean.
- Dave Mason
No words will go with you
And now, what is real?
- Moody Blues
Blog words, about which I have been obsessing in this space, are only part of the blog gut-punch.
Banners, backgrounds, biogs, pictures, links, feeds and (choke!) ads all grab the collar and shake
the blog experience, injecting the venom of undeserved gravitas and spiffiness
to the glossover sizzle of rump roast resting on the grill of dark, torn tomorrows.
What may be said within has been heralded by a fanfare of sensory splendor and razzle-dazzle
congealing to the chestnut, "presentation is everything".
Road apples in a block of Lucite yet remain faint flickers of the silver apples of the moon
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