is it pretty, too, this little witticism of the
burdens (such burdens) i bear? is it sad?
does it say anything poignant about life?
or the w
orld we
live in? i
don’t thi
nk so. in
essence
it’s just
a symb
ol, an a
breviati
on of a legacy, or the lack thereof, not ex cted in memor sed to
actly an X, although it might as well be. a church y of w be/wil
nd my crown of thorns? like the guy depi es, the ho i u l beco me.
