Between Then and Now
BETWEEN THEN AND NOW
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Let's find eternity in a day
it's here, right here in this fluid moment ,
an hour, a day, a week, a month
ignore all these intervals
for they're really all just a heartbeat long.
They say,
so often now that it must be a cliché,
how hard is it to love and lose
not just him, but a part of the self as well?
But hope is a powerful potion
and when the same betrayal happens
in different ways multiple times,
it eats into the soul leaving me but to wonder:
Am I broken?
Perhaps, I can shake the wounds and click my heels
and still dare...
I'll nod, smile, and agree with the stars
that while my popped veins are screaming,
there is still a charmed chance whispered to me
once broken, twice broken,
pray tell, why should I try for a third time?
For hope is indeed a powerful potion
though fear may be stronger,
as pierced memories are knives embedded far deeper
snaking their way into the depths of wilted flower beds,
of a look, a smile, a question on a dance floor…
that pause between then and now.
Just flow, let’s find eternity in a day
time means nothing when hours turn to seconds,
an hour, a day, a week, a month ,
ignore all these intervals
for when my fingers become tapered candles …
Life becomes wrapped up into one ball of wax.
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Michael Falotico's " Close Your Eyes and Click Your Heels"
By: nette onclaud
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