Time Lost
Like that Left Sock
Time
Forever not
Falls behind dryers
Like socks
Not remembered
Clean socks
Forgotten by unwashed feet
Swept away
Decomposing
In the warm forrest
With dust
Bunnies leap
On the waves
Of air
Thrashing
As heels crash
Test dummies smashing into walls
Thoughts race underneath
The weight
Minds
Upside-down
Hanging
In the balance
Justice
Plays hide
I seek
Eyes
Strained
Searching surroundings
Sure
Sounds great
When I get what I came
Four friends
Build
Square o’ strength
Strong circle
Shapes
Geometry of connection
Lost en the in-between
Time
Like socks
Not to see feet again
Soon to have
Another friend
Forgotten
Behind the
Dryer
About the Creator
The Shattered Poet
Healing through creative introspection.
A writer, or a visual artist who paints with words in straight lines, haha; either way, enjoy the reads!
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