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Time is Irreverent
by Angela Yuriko Smith
Dreams are cut from aching flesh
and tempered in weeping.
Nothing is left for me
but a broken clock
and your heart.
The gears grind with no purpose
the hands long since frozen
since the second you
ceased. Every tick
reminds me…
we are out
of time.
Time is
relevant
and irreverent
and uncooperative
as it spins by, unbidden.
Miscreant moments that
refuse to return you to you.
I hold tight
to your heart, still
and cool in my hands.
The sirens scream offense
and time won’t become undone.
Fiction © Copyright Angela Yuriko Smith
Image courtesy of Pixabay.com
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A poignant, wonderful poem.
Good one, Angela!!