soon my love, soon;
today's hours are minutes,
themselves seconds;
almost whole.
some less, some more;
pin-straight;
others tight and coiled.
if borders are man-drawn dashes
and dots, aren't tick-tocks as much
to wall-hung clocks?
So Long, It's Been Good To Know You
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As long as you were fodder,
They were one with you all the way,
Till you passed them before
The end of the journey—now
They’re drowning in the wake
Of ...
5 hours ago
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