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Time [poem]

sometimes
when it’s late at night
between the heartbeats
i hear them
seconds
s  l  i  p  p  i  n  g     a   w   a   y 
and
i panic
fingers grasping at air
trying to pull back time and
put it in my pocket and
stop the waste 
before it
stops
me

Author:

bookdragon, poet, witch

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