bury raze i dug a trench, but all that pooled there was all i didn't wish to see. you can't swim in what you don't wish to see. not when it's that shallow. i left it for some smaller beast to drink and called it a compromise. you don't call a compromise a friend. not when you can see your reflection in it. that's just a mirror that can't be cleaned or broken, that won't give luck or take it away. 160912 what's it to you? who go blather from