annihilation

thousands of senseless thoughts are destroyed with the act of certainty

clickity-clack clickity-clack ... choo choo trains ride my down my arms to crash upon the plastic hills ....again again again

massive are the knives of relentless sol... i gotta get to sleep...

it's like the slamming of doors upon the keyboard...

*sigh* "we aren't here." "no 'ere else." fine bones that clutch 'round a dying mess.. crush what is left of life from a saddened clouded sky

every hand holds a clock