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Nov 02, 2011 15:15

Time ticks and it takes forever
another moment passing
3 seconds remaining

as with all things, its draining through a clogged up sink
chock full of spare parts and intangible things
chunks of upchucked aftermath
offending the nose as you lean in for a drink

life tastes so sweet but sweet jesus, it stinks
it floats belly-up like fish stuck on the brink;
Sol watching from above while frying the slab
which consists of all the things you've collected in the time that's had.
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