okay?

the beating of the clock
is always trying to best
the ticking of my heart
but I have more than once
outguessed them both
and I shunt all thoughts
of my mortality
to another day
that my mind insists
will never come;
not today, I have so much
to write today;
another day perhaps --
just keep beating,
and keep ticking --
okay?



April 19, 2009.

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