Jack – the cost of sadness

19 07 2010

Every man on Jack is a fool. Of no more importance than the moth. The grey one. Who flies into the flame. Here so briefly. And then. Blown out. And yet, does the universe speak? Does it even dare to reply? When he stands up. And asks why. Does it even show its face. In the face of so much. Sadness.


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