Timed Out

Time wends, stutters, stalls.
Time was when it flew.

Timeless are the dead stars
timed to the last moment
are the living.

Man is a faceless clock
on a blank wall.
In time, the deaf
tell the blind to see.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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