

Pulling BackIt's almost time. The bell is about to ring in my head.Pulling Back
That bell.
That reminder which makes me dread this day and hour. I try with all my might to keep my eyes on the hands of my clock. As if to will them to a stand still. Even if but for a few more moments. Moments that I may have to myself again forever.
Pulling back little cherished exchanges. Whispers of the past to relish in. Moments of warmth and sexuality. Humility and Mirth. Loss and pain. Anything that keeps me safe in the now. Away from the ever bullying future. I fai


Death's WalkDeath Walks in shadows. Death knows no limitations or fear, of time or man. He is a patient, equal opportunity Killer. He is employee to both God and Lucifer. His list is much longer than Santa's. Yet he has no need whatever to check it twice. His hunger is only to fill a never ending quota. Like the postman he cares not for sleet, nor snow, rain, nor unbearable heat. And like all mortal men. I pray that today is Sunday.Death's Walk
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