Short Story
life be short
when seen as...
on the inside
where age is...
just a consumer
item bought as...
if year by year of
work and toil is...
life's purchase
of being as...
something completed
which is...
just a fantasy
of mind as...
an obedience defined
existence that is...
but one knot of mind
we helped tie as...
some time package
so one more being is...
ready to be warehoused
and closeted as...
if in that final box already
however though the now is...
that reflection we call mind
image increments as...
time thoughts imagined
while the whole is...
the universe
squeezed as...
into some grain of sand
while its infinity is...
a too reduced concept
labelled as...
your hour to be
seen rather than what the infinite now is...
stan sand
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