My Mind, a Time Capsule
My Mind,
A Time Capsule
Written: by Tom Wright
1/27/2016
With the clock un-laboriously doing its thing,
I start today with blank canvas.
No chambered thoughts, tarrying from the dark side.
My mind functions as a stopgap time capsule,
Where is interred each thought,
Concisely framed, that my existence lay’s in.
Occasionally I excavate thoughts
Meant only for myself, while questioning,
At what depth into my seclusion
Will I permit my pen to reach?
The farther my steps Journey,
The more these thoughts become frozen
On things Eternal;
Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2019
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