Saturday, February 27, 2010

In the future
Everyone has knitted hands
And they watch the past through screens
The present happens to other people
And makes them famous
In the future
Every cake is self-icing
But chocolate is forbidden
Except to those who are
Two sizes too big to fit the laws.

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