voids of time, lost to time

“No time left in the present” 

No time measured in the glass spheres 

That broke into shards 

All around him 

“No time like the present,” he told himself

No time, no time left in the present

So he spun the shards about the dead ground until he bled  

Visiting pieces that would have best been 

Left forgotten

~Sammicakes

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