Counting
remembering at 12:14 a.m. on 2004-08-24
Time crawls by in the nest of darkness
each beat, collects upon the last taste of permanence
struggling to hold onto the thinning air
chasing its memories before it's smoke-like trail is secluded
Becoming the willowy veil
I live in the separations
Each piece a whole of me
The measure of my heart reaching towards elegance
With a hand that knows my age.
never was � never will be