It was a moment that mattered
Shavings of an instant
Purchased at no small price
Kept away and hidden
From goblins of time that try
To "make the best" of every moment
Before the moment is
A haunted spiral, porous
Everywhere it does not count
Dubious revolutions
The turnings of the hours
When life's span slurps them
Momentous metamorphosis
When time's delay is everything
To a timely being
One moment enfolded
The mattering's gone
Maddening metempsychosis
Flattening layers of time
To the slit between eyelids
Suspended in blinking
Moment the erasure
Of time before and time after
Moment the sudden forgetfulness
Tied to flimsy posts
Of ingenious imagination
Thinking it is going somewhere.
Published by Richard Q
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces.
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Love the “Flattening layers of time / To the slit between eyelids” Brilliant!
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Abundant thanks to you. I hope your day, and your night, are filled with wonders.
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