the_dialogue_is_already_written crOwl there is a scene i enter unfolding like some rose no one sees blooming forth a fragrance no one smells. the script is written and i find it on the ground and i act surprised to see it there like some piece of trash, but still in my desperation to make every moment count, i pick it up and memorize it the first time i read it because it's the words i say every moment of my life. 051223 ... cooperrasha "here i am." "where were you?" "aloof, as usual." "are you not afraid?" "of what?" "sharks?" 130123 what's it to you? who go blather from