cusp nonlucid on the edge of today and yesterday, I balance, watching it fade, what could have been changed now immutable, set in electronic stone. That day is past, this yet to come, and will likely be the same as the last but the difference is, you see, I stand here now at the brink of dusk and dawn, and i can see clearly for just a moment and it's beautiful 040719 ... newme born on the 040719 ... pete sept22, my birthday, cuspday! 040720 what's it to you? who go blather from