When all my daily deeds seem to whirl away into the machinery of my memory
and time consumed in my servitude to money congeals into valueless grey,
having to reach out becomes too much effort to obtain that to which I am entitled.
When all thoughts extend past potential and clog around our current circumstance,
sentiment detaches from gesture and apathy only manifests in our actions

05/02/2005

Author's Note: Needless to say, this is still in progress.

Posted on 05/02/2005
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