the wares of time
increments of fleeting and stalling
entwined with momentum
forwardness - yours/someone else's
collecting seconds
a bank filled with too long glances
distractions, near misses
saved up, hidden from
where times goes - the forgotten parts of it
painful moments shredded from memory
like pages ripped from a magazine
glossy and thin like promises
recycled with the inevitability of wanting to linger
- and knowing better
time that, regardless of your participation, builds relentlessly upon itself.
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