i guess i'm running out of time
but, just like the old adage goes,
"even an old clock has to be right...
twice a day"
that is, if it still runs
or rather walks
or maybe lumbers
perhaps, crawls
to the intractable truth
that which is life,
and the reality,
that there is only sex and death
and if one embraces death
over sex...
he can't be right twice a day
so i carry on
and make my mistakes
this is the human condition
admitedly, i love sex
and absolutely, i fear death
so, what else is new?
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