Monday, March 28, 2011


Man is a hypothetical
hole he falls into
on his way to the
finite. There was a

time, of course, when
time seemed to hold
its breath in bated
anticipation of some

purely mythical second
chance. But that was
before. This is reality,
a stone no angel can

roll back in memory
of what awaits us.

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