I pushed my own envelope yesterday
wishing for eternity
and I still didn’t learn anything:
I spat on the cement
hoping it would stick
and stay forever.
But Time won’t allow
something as mundane as saliva
to stain its sparkling,
sanctimonious surface.
To make that plane opaque
I would have to do nothing
short of murder.
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