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Magritte Time Transfixed
steam like smoke rises to join the clouds
always upwards travel
until it's time to gently fall
directional choice
straight ahead
follow your line of sight
forward motion, forward motion, forward motion
the static from viewing the stopped
really thunders in your ears
your heart races
train track train track train track
until it becomes white noise
there is no track
so much space but not enough
you can't reach the end of the line
there is no line, there is no line, there is no line
heading for a calm smash
but it hasn't happened yet
may never if you
stand and stare
that's the beauty and torment of stopped time
in the shock of this moment
nothing but the solitary
is reflected in the mirror
and the casement of time
which tells of nothing
it's impossible to imagine the devastation
devastation devastation devastation
when everything neatly ran like clockwork
though the clock stopped
moment of pause hangs
the minute it resumes
will be so loud
until it's gently settles
predictable predictable p/
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