28 May 2012
The face of the tube Is a stranger Impervious to the last lips I kissed To the mother I love To her hair and smile To me, as I am, every night, as I tremble.
I to him am the wall. I am the scenery of the route home. In a moment we are the two minds on the 4:43 In a hive of separate lives. Your wife loves the eyes I will forget. Your wedding night memories; You have a father; And the genetics of a god As I.
I cannot breathe; The scale of it.
Elsewhere, A madman prays with a loaded gun.
4:43 Total Sanity • Opuss № I