725.

Beginning the work
of staving off decay as
long as possible.

724.

Sometimes I think that
the dentist is just like an
early mortician.

723.

Forever rewound
in an entire people's
reverb of motion.

722.

Where every movement
is echoed in the mirror
of its audience.

721.

Dancing history
and ghosts across a puppet's
well-worn lover's stage.

720.

Making us all now
just hollow ventriloquists
with props inside.

719.

But what in passion
isn't some repeat of a
long past encounter?