Ive had a bad writing week, including nothing for the past two-three days. But I have this poem... Deadline Missed, Vincent L. Cleaver I missed another deadline- so it goes, so it goes... Betwixt and between, your first breath, and your last, Time, your time, is slipping, moment by moment, away. What is there to do about it, but enjoy each in full measure, And by some alchemic process, make them last forever. Tied in a knot of time and space and memory, sweet memory.
Posted on: Sat, 23 Nov 2013 22:27:53 +0000
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