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May 2014
The body of water
That we are immersed in
Inception, Conception -
The Mother, fading into
Oblivion:
The Present Moment
Born, dead
Taken back into Mother's
Comforting passed embrace;
The Father of Time -
The Endless Stretch of
Roads unseen and unheard

Father falls in the river
Father IS the river, flowing,
Head-first,
Ever going in time's
Unidirectional non-direction -
Father drowns, dies to the present
Child - who opens their eyes,
Momentarily alive in the human
Being's perception of time being
Plastic elastic stretching
Future into now, now into
Then:

Child moment dies for the
Um Teeth
Time
Present Father dissolving
Moment of truth, truth of moment
Mother rocking her new baby
As Baby grows steadily older
Growing older as the past
Eats the future,

As the river of time eats us
From inside out, outside
In the river that
Flows us ever older
Ted Scheck
Written by
Ted Scheck  54/M/Speedway, Indiana
(54/M/Speedway, Indiana)   
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