boast raze the band_aid tells me it's a tough strip. it says so right there on the box it calls home, in thick white letters hung above a glossy self_portrait, sewn into a swollen sky of blue. but i have seen the fraying of its woven flesh. and i have stood to watch the leaving of so many so-called sure things that lacked the strength to stay. any strap or salve that feels a need to advertise its arrogance has only succeeded in setting itself up for a fall. so have we all. 260607 what's it to you? who go blather from