2006-02-24 - 1:15 a.m.
Jack Falls Through Himself
The night brings me to my knees.
It laughs in the face of security in a day's accomplishments.
Accomplishments sometimes meaning just leaving the house.
By night, the darkness prevails.
The darkness that maybe I am not such a friend to anymore.
Darkness so dark, that even I do not know what to do with it.
That feeling of disappearing and dying.
Falling through myself.
Through the floor of time.
How should I go about disabling the bomb?
My biological clock ticking out of control.
Can they even be disabled?
Once they start ticking?
You think in terms of a terminal disease. And life is never the same. For better. For worse. In terminal terms, you are dying and there is no disabling that.
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