Moving On

time stood still

	warped hands

		Dali’s painting

			molten dreams

				apocalypse now

					surreal serendipity

						digits of fate

							swinging balance

						warped pendulum

					twisted threshold

				timer of doom

			fused arrest

		stuck momentum

	moment of pause

art in the making
							disguised blessing

						tar turned to gold

					overdrawn credit

						changing the dial

							healing hands 


31st October 2020
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October 31, 2020 at 3:36 AM
Interesting way of formatting this poem.. Poignant indeed..
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October 31, 2020 at 3:18 AM
A very poignant piece. Laid out beautifully. Thank you, Kai. Needed this poem, calming to absorb.
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