#1677 - it was time had me

 

1677

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4.viii.24

it was time had me

 

off on adventures

prone to foretell

 

a curious delve

and brought sky to till

 

I fell into a book

made it my bible

kept a life there

 

and time is death as well

deep

round as the coin to drop

trumpet edged

come the day

 

I became this strange notation

clockwise or other

 

roll it out

like a rug

like the tongue

like a shoring sea

 

come closer

told timber in the rings

come kiss

 

nothing everlasting

the everything outlasting me

 

time folds like the flower to wilt

holds the sun to its golden grip

 

and taken by the blue

eyes up

sad with the very ends

 

one had to live as far as this

survive all selves to tell