844.

It is the hidden
that draws one to want more but
only if appeased.

843.

Not even in love
will something unique ever
again yet exist.

842.

This world is made of
caricatures and we just
unfinished designs.

841.

Or is our staggered
indemnity prepaid in
its pounds of stripped flesh?

840.

Never realizing
that the actors are instead
owed some recompense.

839.

How many scenes have
we been miming over the
years, always paying?

838.

Did you wear the mask
of Allendy? And what of
the extras between?