4/30/13 11:23am – 5/1/13 8:10pm
eleven twenty-one am
is the time of the first sign of life (?)
finally i can look to my wrist to receive the answer once again.
it tells me what the meaning of all this is.
my fostering of the ability to seclude.
there will be no chance of having to ask them for their time.
you, my friend that draws my eyes further upon myself.
a conversation with you is a conversation with myself.