The answer of course, is that the clock isn't meant to measure earthly time, but the time of the soul. Redemption and condemnation time. For the soul, each instant is always a minute short of judgment.

at least i'm talkng to myself. instead of giving myself the cold shoulder

...and he kissed her and kissed her and kissed her, little by little by little.

Immortality is a chancy thing; it cannot be promised or earned. Perhaps it cannot even be identified for what it is.

The eye is always caught by light, but shadows have more to say.

It's the endlessly thinking about yourself that causes such heart shame.

One plus one equals both.