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The View From the Towers Clock
The View from the Towers Clock
David J Walker
At best
A Guest is all we really are
Mistaking the sound of thunder
For the voice of God
Odd
That we should reclaim
By name
Ownership
Over anything
And everything
Spring
Brings dry winds
Sends choking clouds of dust
Lust
Consumes the rest of us
Times
Inside the tower's clock Chimes
Rewinds the spring
Reminds us of mortality
And anything
And everything
Ending in Empathy
Apprehension
Is often mistaken
for a block
Of redemption
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