the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

Tooling

Delightful distractions
Attract these eyes to temporal demise.
Your life is refractions,
A fraction of what I had been in your eyes.
We quietly go on with our lives,
Definitive renditions of a factor of lies,
Exponents,
Necessary components to a long-sought stability.
If I had the ability to choose,
It would always be mine,
But everything's perfect and it's all out of time.

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