time: ceaseless, rapid,
rippling, uncertain, kind.
it hoists me up, meeting
its mouth to my ear and speaks,
softly,
but does not elaborate.
it is a tidal fever, borne of crash
and rage.
a vagrant rush of purpose,
hope, and malcontent.
i listen intently
before it finally puts me down.
Apr 9, 2023
Apr 9, 2023 at 10:31 PM UTC
time: ceaseless, rapid,
rippling, uncertain, kind.
it hoists me up, meeting
its mouth to my ear and speaks,
softly,
but does not elaborate.
it is a tidal fever, borne of crash
and rage.
a vagrant rush of purpose,
hope, and malcontent.
i listen intently
before it finally puts me down.
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