Thursday, October 13, 2011

Do Yourself A Favor

Begin now.
Were those the first, or last words? The sweat from my brow clearly portrays the effort, the tenacity. I look around. 
Crack.
The weary leaves succumb to the weight's extremity, they meet their match. YOUR match. Hm? Your feet? Is that where it begins? Or is this another false hope? Tongues tied, fingers fried. Are you listening? Step one: Obligation. Know your priorities. Understand? Step two: Olives. Make sure you love them, because frankly, I don't. Step three: Cover your mouth, and shut up. Nobody wants to hear your loud, obnoxious, opinion that has a hard time finding the fork in the road. You're poking around at the dead ends and stop signs with war written below. Do yourself a favor, and stare into the spoon you're chewing on. You see it? Look closer. Your insides are ugly. Change it. Well, what are you waiting for? 
Begin now.

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