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Nothing to Lose, Lose NothingIf you treasure your memoriesAs much as your expectations,Then the past and the futureBecome the same.Everything you once hadIs the same as everythingYou will have.And that means
You can lose nothing.
This Restless HouseIt's a stormy night, in this old house.The bloody pump ticks and tocks in its monotonous rhythm,Sending pulses vibrating in the floorboards.A tidal breeze wafts through the corridors,Pumping waves of air in and out of cavernous rooms.When will this old house be still and at rest?
One moreone more breathone more stepone more cornerone more dayone more year
Ode to a NeutrinoO, Neutrino, let me catch you with my heart.I would love you, if only you would let me.But your tiny mass pierces me like a dart,So you can't know me, before you forget me.
The Inward StareOne dining room table; two chairs covered in orange vinyl. One chair holds a man; the other chair holds a cat. Both man and cat are studiously ignoring each other.It had been Shelley's cat. Now it didn't really belong to anyone, although maybe the man belonged to it. The cat's ear swivelled as a car drove past outside, and then returned to its position of indifference.Phil sighed and let his gaze drift to the pile of CDs next to the stereo, reading the titles printed on the spines of the cases. The top CD was "Odyssey Number 5", by Powderfinger. Phil stared at the CD.It had been Shelley's favourite CD. Phil stared at it, but didn't know whether to be angry at the CD or not. Instead, he walked over to the stereo and put the CD on, and skipped to track 8, "My Happiness". Returning to his position at the table next to the cat, who appraised him with one sleepy eye, Phil listened.It's coming round againThe slowly cre