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hours rolling permanent night

not.
terminus more longing. selfishness, paranoia and hatred. self-loathing because of selfishness. licked and spit out or swallowed. immeasurably measured. forgotten hours rolling something longed for nothing.
.
on siding somewhere in the nowhere, where nothing is out of place where you are, the space, which is filled themselves, because everything else is empty. Silly, is not overlooked anymore. Forced to get along with itself. Forced to be a you. Coping with the void which merges with the you.
hours rolling.
view of the landscape, look at yourself, learn to sit deep into the blackness around, and his.
hours rolling.


(short prose trial - sometime late summer 2010)