I once had a dream, a deep fantasy dream, A swirl of colors like feathers through cream,It carried on tough, shattered and together,I dreamed about time, like it was a ball on a tether. Back and forth, each twitch of the hand,A mirror beside dolls and dreamland. The dream reversed, flesh in the future,Side to …
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A Nice Glass of Time
Where do I begin? The beginning, I guess. But, truthfully, I’m hesitant. I guess anyone would be when trying to articulate the past. Or the future. Or any of it really. Past, present, future--it’s all in stone, and it all comes down to the very moments we hope to see just before they happen. And …
Time Never Lies
Time never lies. Never ever. Never. The room lies everyday. The tiles, the white, everything from the bed to the wall filled with lies. My eyes saw lies. Gravity lies. Senses lie. Time doesn't lie. Each minute ticked by unusually slow. It chose today of all days to go at half speed. Or maybe it's …
Just Buckle Down 