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The man presiding over the ceremony
asks for quiet in a room full of unwilling people.
It is a while before his command is heard,
but when the chatter finally falls,
he asks what new order of business has brought them all together.
An old angry looking woman,
with no fertility left in her organs,
asks one hundred questions about the future.
The crowd agrees with the questions,
yet let no answers fall from their amassed voices.
Too impatient to wait again for silence,
the man quietly answers the woman this:

“But the future is now. And now. And now. . .”

 

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