Tuesday, January 17, 2012

AT THE LAST SECOND

Midnight means every
word it says. Noon
knows better than
to last more than

a nano-second.
An archaic torso
tells us to change
our lives. We

change them into
deaths at the last
second. Halfhearted
dreams hover out

of reach as we
kiss ourselves goodnight.

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