the stars, the sea, and sleep.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

The "Next" One

Ironic.
Almost iconic.
With the luck of a skeptic,
I should be more receptive to pocketless fortunes.
So I took up the time, but it wasn't enough
And innocence paid in insufficient funds.
In the matters temporal, of fractions and odds,
I heard a soft ticking that fear won't turn off.

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