a poem for today, 11 September 2012

a poem for today, 11 September 2012
[a syllable sorted sonnet of three sentences and its image]
Alcohol is pretty dependable, people on the other hand are surely not.
But in the absence of some transcendental position from which to make the distinction, the sequestration of causes from the effects they produce creates a fatal separation, such that nothing remains to guarantee the very connection one has set out to explain - namely, the link between the cause and the field of effects.
Choosing the perfect hairstyle starts before you look at any photos or a visit your hairdresser.

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