What Time Can't Buy

Hallowed
are the dreamers
that sit
along the rails
To watch the trains
go rolling by
for places
left unveiled

Hallowed
the anointed
unpunched
their tickets clean
To see through eyes
that time can’t buy
true islands
— in the stream

(Dreamsleep: August, 2025)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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