(20 minute poetry)

And then we split
torn apart,
divide and then
in a little bit.
a piece of time
we are fine
again to smile
again.

It's all about the odds and ends and really,
Yes really it's only time that bends the space we're in and
as it passes we stand tall again.

Time,
the
creeper,
Time,
the
secret keeper,
Time,
the
infiltrator,

Time disguised
and time the reaper.

And then we split to form,
to be reborn,
to live and laugh and
smile.

I wait awhile and time goes on.