Killing Time
Time skitters
Anywhere
Shameful to say
I feel like
I’m killing time
And sometimes wonder
Why i’m tethered to this world
Myself
I’m
Tethered to time
Returning the favor
Killing me softly
With its song
Running my whole life
Through the threshing wheel
Killing me slowly
With its long tendrils
Running a string down my spine
Killing me gently
Without remorse
I am
Myself again
Whole again
New again
The sun rises
We join hands
& kill each other
Again
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