
Slow down time —
Though time flows freely, pendulum swinging
Back and forth, endlessly.
Existing at the same moment,
Deliberate, ironic —
An amusing tragedy,
Contrary to all I feel.
I sense you, a constant conflict,
Waiting, causing complexity,
Yet I see.
On the sunset road, bells ringing,
Far, far away,
They titillate your soul,
A distant echo.
True breath walks distances,
But remains outside of reach.
Colored thoughts, a naked arsonist,
Missing in action —
Born without hands,
Eyes like gates hiding shadows.
A gentle, calcified traveler,
A glimmer holds the hands of time.
Tender, like thunder.
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