To say a thing

How many times can you say a thing, then take back the thing, then re-say the thing, till the thing becomes little more than a shabby clot of small things, over a wound that was gashed into pieces by a big thing, that turned the important thing, the thing that needed to be said...

...into a broken record of broken things and a bloody mess of the thing that was not said.

When all was said and done.

First published: May 9th 2016

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