Time...
What is it?
This ethereal surface
on which we spill
spectacular failure
and humble triumph
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock...
Time,
a sequence of heartbeats
a sequence of heartbeats
and thoughts
and impulse
and impulse
Tick-tock
It whispers its passage
down transient corridors
to the unknown...
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock...
...until infinite eternity
unshod by half-breaths
and stolen moments
and the ticking
of forever
and the ticking
of forever
© Janet Martin
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