Sunday, April 13, 2008

a single line

A single line, a thought well-formed, all-encompassing.

It floated though my mind, from some unknown source, the other day as I brushed my teeth.

I scribbled the words in the upper right corner of a yellow sheet of paper taped to my mirror in order to place the Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi before my reflection.

"If nothing else, I am consistent in my madness."

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