Find me here in the between

TIME~

Where time does not exist

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Time
predictably unpredictable
Time
Is like the weather
The sun shines when it calls for rain
The rain never stops
even as the soil cries out
nothing more to gain

Time
sees inside your closed room
taking images
even when they’re no eyes to consume
Time
robs us of time we thought we had
yet adds it back to the sentences that
more often makes us sad

Time
Is the great elixir
melting away love
into its minimalist of emotions
Deconstructing our illusion
Leaving us naked and exposed
to eyes we wished closed

Time
the elements ripping away at our tenders
Time
returning only to mock
To condemn our wretched souls
to that place where
Time
no longer matters

Time
While man-made
contained in our instruments
manipulated and delayed
giving life to our delusions
Time
Was never ours
to master
to count
divide
quartered
Locked up or let loose

Time
most patiently
allows us uninterrupted passage
through its dimension
at
Times
floating aimlessly
at
Times
racing to destinations
having only existed in our minds
still inside
Time
until
Time
no more

And here we stand
in front the door
from which
we have
not yet
any evidence
of
ever having returned

Time has its destination
like throwing stones at night
we imagine its danger
but only upon hearing
its collision of flight
perhaps
arrival at its destination
but what of the silence

@Anthony2024mdh30Vibes

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Anthony Cloe Huie (Choose Living Over Existing)
The Bad Influence

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