Time no Time
8 May 2016
Inside Time
Milliseconds drip
Centuries
Whirling fast
Within warped universes
That leave head spinning
Under Time
The silence echoes
Wasted thoughts
Daily tasks
Withered in suns as she basks
Outlines twined shadows
The humdrum
It stretches worthless
Sunken fear
Opposed rising
The mind and thought surmising
Through opposite peaks
Across Time
Walking gingerly
Guided path
Mentor flies
Following with downcast eyes
Avoiding the wrath
Outside Time
Proportions vary
All dilates
Written slates
Matter less when we become
Light’s transient beings
Time no Time
All the dead people
They party
Pale corpses
They make merry with shut eyes
When sight sees not lies
Reading of the poem:
City of the Dead – Eurielle
Rescue me – Eurielle
Lament for Thorin – Eurielle
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