---- the countdown before the decisive moment that cause distinct revealuation -----

i am lost between spaces of
hours gone
left right of the second hand and
misbegotten minute clicks
clock the time spent with cuckoos and chimes
on linoleum floors in cold corridors
caught spacelessly without faith between
decisive strokes of time I
suspend without body but active mind
preceeding the fatal fall I
falter before shattering.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~newolf~*~*~*~*~*~*~

the light: so, you're having a pre-pre-midlfe crisis?
wolfie: yes.
the light: well, that's wonderful!


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