Time's skin
On a whim of a moment
Time's skin as it shown it's
Forever will be a limit
Bursting out from with in it
A mask of the revealed
Letting in what was concealed
My soul shown through my eyes
To truth about what lies
I joust against the facts
And carry what it lacks
Burned into the skin
Always looking from within
Copyright © Milton Batchelor | Year Posted 2025
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