Hourglass
Wretched hourglass;
Treacherous quicksand funnel
Glowing grains of opposing purpose
Hover, flutter, and heap
Above our withering countenance
Billowing, shifting, drifts of grit
Envelop our immobile feet
Immutable token of wasted days;
Equalizer for all payments due
Blurring whirlwind of years ticking by, or
Hesitant eye of the storm; locked and still
Inevitability preserved in a bell jar
Refracting our lives in a kaleidoscope of hues
Spilling, spilling over sleek glass curves
Regardless of our feeble will
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