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12: 45 MAG

By Anonymous

   The muddy blue glow of the

microwave clock does not give me

seconds to count. It teases me with

hour long minutes and in thirty-nine hours

the moon has not changed position.

Why doesn't it look as tired as I feel?

Concentration rots into a blur.

Perhaps it means something.

But I'm concentrating too hard to think.

Don't let it overtake me. You can torture my mind

but you will not conquer me.

Oh merciless ...





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crich897 said...
on Nov. 19 2008 at 1:06 pm
This is a very interesting piece. Like it alot. It seems, though, as if you change tone with the start of line ten. This really confuses me. You might, even though you have been published, like to play around with this a little bit more. Love how it leaves of with "Oh merciless..." though. Really makes you think.