in this space we call time
between here and eternity
filled with...
minutes
seconds
nanoseconds going
tick-tock-tick-tock
ticking into the deep void
i wish sometimes i could fall into
dropping like a needle
pinprick
onto your skin
tasting the saltiness
and ceasing to exist
except as a sweet memory
to you.
Sunday, March 02, 2008
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