elusiveness of time 


My skin crawls with dread 

Generalized metastasisized aggrandized 

It never is enough.

Time forgets what mattered

Loosened grip falsettos clamour by

Vociferation incomplete 

They have forgotten future generations.

There is no space between us

this was what she craved

Her skin crawled with dread anticipation 

of nothingness

meaningless

“nothing but a joke”

uncertainty of it all.

Why bother? 

Who’s got the time?

When did we give up?


 

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