Sunday, March 4, 2018

time

time fell around us like snow.
at first we thought it was fun,
we could count the days, the hours, the minutes.
but we came to miss the other way.
and time never stopped falling so,
eventually, we were buried in it.
some of us remember the other way.
we can dream of it, but we no longer struggle.
time will not release us.


10/11/1991

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