Pasted Time
the nearest the farthest
anything in between
sureley you boast of things not seen
may the words you speak
baffle the weak
all for nothing or nothing at all
on my feet as you crawl
standing still
perpetual way
fending off
your dismay
last line pasted time.
Copyright © Pipping Stars | Year Posted 2006
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