Hands inch around in steady ticking heartbeats
sweeping away at each moment, tick... tock... tick
A stopping starting endless merry-go-round loop,
up-down, up-down, ceaseless lull,
run full speed, to find the finish line at the start.
... and begin...
rivers of rain droplets slide down a window pane,
as we splash, laughing, through puddles,
and days stretch fingertips into hazy twilight
expand into day and a warm sun beats down,
leaving skin pink and freckled,
the salty sea air singing while sand slides between toes
and falling leaves will fall,
leave bare scraggly branches pointing crookedly to the sky,
as footsteps crunching over paths of golden browns and yellows
step in from harsh, biting, chill with red noses
to snuggle in deep and warm, clutching mugs of hot chocolate
and watch flickering shadows dance over the walls
End...
... And again...
rivers of rain pink and freckled scraggly branches shadows dance
Moments dance and leap frog over each other,
twist around like ribbons waving in the wind, in vibrant hues
of pinks and ambers and violets as music swells
with the steady echoing thump of drumbeats and deep bass,
spinning wildly in twirling circles, arms outspread,
feet dancing in perfect motion around and around
until the whole thing spins away.
Stuck in this wild spin until we fall, we bargain with hands folded,
eyes lifted for another moment, another breath,
swallow it up, store it away - each moment away
a drumbeat, a heartbeat, tick...tock...tick
...to begin again...
For a circle is unbroken, until it's broken
loose ends hanging empty into indeterminate space
Around and around - seconds, hours, days piling up, spilling over
falling fast behind - nothing but time until there's no time left
Until a stillness, roaring silence, useless clock.
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