clocks disintigrate,
disengaged. disenfranchised.

de
sen
si
tised.

this is seven am. this is a wake up call.
another night on a tile floor,
and either me or it;
one of us will crack as a result of the other.

and god, he took his speed this morning.
or last night, or whatever-
eventually, time will cease to exist
if you decide to never sleep.
and just for once,

i can relate to god.

08/03/2003

Posted on 08/03/2003
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