Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Tuesday, November 06, 2001

Across from my windows, I see the college next door. On the top floor, all curtains are closed tight against the morning light and the sight of our college. Except one room, right at the end.

If I had a gun, I'd shoot out the windows. Just because.

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