O bitter ending! I’ll slip away before they’re up.... - Petit Mal

O bitter ending! I’ll slip away before they’re up. They’ll never see. Nor know. Nor miss me. And it’s old and old it’s sad and old it’s sad and weary I go back to you, my cold father, my cold mad father, my cold mad feary father. I see them rising! Save me from those therrble prongs! Two more. Onetwo moremens more.  Carry me along, taddy, like you done through the toy fair! I sink I’d die down over his feet, humbly dumbly, only to washup. 

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James Joyce | Finnegans Wake [ending paragraphs of]

Photoset: Roger Ballen | Shadow Chamber


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