[…]
All the candles
burning down to the metal,
the radiator singing its dumb water song.
[…]
The dust
in my lungs.
Knock it
out of me.
[…]
When
did it get so cold?
Credits: Poem – VerseDaily. Photo: Exercice de Style
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I can't sleep…
Love the post – Not just today but every day – where has time gone?
Yes, Bill. Your comment reminds me of:
Cruel, the way God plays it.
The more we know of time, the less we have of it.
The less we have, the more we want.
The scales of justice.
~ Colum McCann, Thirteen Ways of Looking: Fiction (Random House Publishing Group. 2015)