3/09/2005 07:43:00 AM by tucker Transparent little creatures crawl 5 o'clock AM across my eyes. A lag in my recepticles. Like static across the screen of an early morning television. And I'm sitting here in the dark wrapped in a blanket, trying to focus peripheral attention on my precious eyelid amoebae.
Naming my tiny vitreous pets.
And despite my intention to mollycoddle each one with great appreciation, I cannot focus directly upon any of them. They sure do strive to hide, jumping left-stage to avoid undivided attention. (There are no more trap doors, so hold still.) I'll just manipulate the aperture of mind, and soon you'll get the assurance of loneliness. I just want to remember you.
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