by wakingDown
Some sticky poetic aphorisms that glue themselves together with appealing disaffection. They caught me in their glue, several times. Not that these sentiments are novel or rare, they are populace and breeding fast but your presentation holds my attention. After several readings I still think of this as "they" rather than "it" but they are like lovers that shouldn't be separated. "Glory" is especially sweaty and full of musk.
duality/singularity and another word that will not come forward