WAITING FOR THULANI

the metric of thoughts and things

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This kind of wordlessness that takes hold in the moments that are out of joint, the dissolves in the abundance of thoughts and things finally allows itself to be taken over.

The metric of the individual creates this framework that regulates the signless word. I put the dot that you so readily forget at the end of the sentence and count the syllables: Five, seven, five. Time for tea.