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Time: Love’s Lie
Time
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
traces imperceptible lines
porcelain ducks
frozen in glacial melt
devours everything
silently stealthily
advancing or circling
origami swans whirlpooling in air
Is it love or a lie
dawdling here in the blackhole
of time tick-tocking away
at least that is what the cuckoo
clock would have us believe.
R.
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