Thursday, March 4, 2010

Abort Mission.

Eyes glaze
And see,
But do not
Observe;
Eyes rise
And see -
I lose every
Bit of nerve
That I had mustered
Up in the last few minutes.
I am the end of my wits.
My sanity is now but a wisp,
Soon to dissolve like any common vapor.
Why am I waiting?
There's nothing to wait for.

I retreat.
Our eyes never meet.

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