the timer's going

Date: Tue, 12 Nov 1996 08:33:35 -0500
To: Carolyn L Burke 
From: louern@vif.com
Subject: the timer's going

A measure of time,
A pocket of space;
A window of life,
A moment of grace.

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carry on with your business; no mind what your neighbor is doing the red fox sat, spryly. his quick eyes had led me to believe that he was alert; however, the more I watched, the slower he moved. I soon discovered that I could make whatever move I desired without being caught

imagine a world without it?

after the fox, there were others like him. cats and rats and automobiles -er elephants slowly moving while the game continued

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"How come you always touch him like that?", he said, imitating me with his best girlish hand movement. I am dumbfounded. We say nothing. He knows the answer. Then, a few minutes later, "Where did you meet? You must have met in school"

we said, "Yes, we met in school" He says "When?" We told him "Before you were born" He said defiantly "NO!" I said, I know why you don't believe it, but it's true"

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they are a reflection of life, of the real world. sift through the fluff; deal for it; not with it. it is holding the promises deep inside.

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I am now chewing a tasty batch of dextrose, sugar, gum base, corn syrup, citric acid, calcium stearate, shellac, candelila wax and artificial flavoring and color, but I think it's the best shit going!

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Pleasant dreams
and more await
the view we have; an open gate

The channel wider
The tempt of fate;
however distant
however great.

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