Kindermärchen

What are you seeking? Knowledge or emolument?

Not that it particularly matters.

I’m writing simply because something needs to be

written, although I’m quite unsure as to whether

I should call it a manner of seeking.

I assume you’re reading for much the same reason.

But this is all conjecture, fancy table talk.

Come on – why not call it time? Together

we’ll lead ourselves through a maze of Kindermärchen,

enlarge upon things that will enlarge upon us,

putting nothing aside until Sunday.

We’ll take it upon ourselves to annotate the

memoranda of forgotten conversations,

reclaim memory’s gaudy folderol

and find better reasons for writing, for reading.

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