back to the beginning the very start a lone table playlist blaring tune it out instead hear the silence the conundrum of words pounding the page before the time of friends of jolly discourse poured over cups of dark roast and chocolate croissants split into bits for sharing before the time of fine cars pulled up close the grinding of motors and retired race car drivers reminiscing about top shelf liquor before the time of colored hair extensions and costume jewelry seeking the approval of old Persian men who fall and fall away crushed under squealing tires and nasty little dogs lost only to be buried in a simple shroud below a bloated dead race car driver now back to the lone table the incessant quiet of blaring music and words colliding creating a racket in a long closed notebook ©Karen Casady 2019
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