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Parsing time

Along the slope he leant
  with his caved-in shoulders   
  not standing on end
one foot upturned
   the other curled
                    a shrivelled cucumber sole

Which way did the past go
    past the point where the wind turned tail
           behind the shadow of curling light
        or the precession of Mercury

     If you see your tail swish
	before any hint of thought could wish
How do you know if it did
If you didn’t see it topple the intent’s lid   

Many the whisper of a word
    will come calling in untrod chasms 
    by the waylaid tongue
Whose the nameless parole
     the lexicographers culled
for want of another word
			 or two

If time travels in an unflat trapezoid
Which way will it be going first
      Your way
	My way
	      Or that away

Time is not Time
If it didn’t travel

Time then is unrealizable motion
What doesn’t move of its volition is dead

Time masters all life

If you kill every being on earth 
Destroy every trace of every particle
On earth as on every other sphere
In this universe 
              or heavy dark matter
Likewise on every parallel universe	

Time will go berserk
Running trapezoid wild
       in every direction
   for it’ll have nothing to relate to
Yet it’ll be the solitary inhabitant of the Void
Calling out to itself to void the Will
   For it’d have had a past
A body to call its own
And you cannot kill a body
Which does not exist in Time 

© T. Wignesan – Paris, 2012

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