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.

Monday, March 18, 2002

It is very dark in my room, with dusk settling outside and the curtains closed besides. I feel I should be quiet, hushed, still, so as not to disturb this perfect not-quite-dark.

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