Wednesday, July 12, 2017

Time Zone: Poem

A time zone
Set alone
That was this moment
Struck into fine film
Melted into the floor
A time zone
More than that
A moment we can stop and respect
Ask if I remember
And I do
The moment hang in the air
Like a cloud at a fair
Ominous, not creepy
Hard to understand completely
Stopped in the moment
But you continue on
It's a time zone
Just move along
Then you try to fade
Back to the moment in the day
But you never left
You were always there
Standing frozen in midair
A suit on your back
With a shiny tie tac
Ask if I remember
And I'll say I do.

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