Thursday, March 15, 2012

the minutes evaporate

there's no time

everything you fear

stares you in the face


there's no time left

make your move

toward or away

but make that move

unmeasured by the old clocks

and what you see

and what you fear

will morph

into your place...

Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito.

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