Time Peace
Once Time falls throughStrings of colored Lights blink off and on
Footsteps tapping metaphors
Dark Trains pulling off from shadow platforms in the rain,
Wraith like figures washing peeling numbers away
Saying something or the other only nothing one may hear as words
One now is Two
Once Time falls through
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-07-07 at 13:27
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