Time.
in a study of five long years I found
time is meaningless in its measure
necessary in its application
breaking down our movements
into boxes securing blindness
making dark a thing, like enemy,
dragging the cold along, and
light, like a wanderer, like lost love,
drives by your house slow ,in long slow
circles, never a thought of reaching the
porch steps.
©sunontiepost2016
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