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Who Cares?
by ~eshyoIt was a rhetorical question she threw at me before walking away.
A gramatical sucker punch.
A curveball built of words.
See, here's the tricky thing about those rhetorical questions:
They are, technically, questions, as they begin with a who or what and finish with an eroteme.
And yet at the very same moment they are not questions at all; failing to invoke a response.
Had her question been a proper one I would have called after her, "I do goddamnit!"
Rhetorical questions are broken sentences.
Like a record, playing the same three seconds of a song over and over again.
A voice, once so beautifully harmonic, now childish and wearing.
Instead of inviting information, they proudly stomp their feet and announce it.
Her question of 'who cares?',
was spoken to let me know,
that she didn't.
It's great.
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And so it is, just like you said it would be.
Life goes easy on me
...most of the time.
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"Tell all the stones we're gonna make a building"
-mewithoutyou
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And so it is, just like you said it would be.
Life goes easy on me
...most of the time.
but aside from that, this is one brilliant piece of literature.