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Timed Out

that's a clock

By BrenPublished 3 years ago 1 min read

i went out there a couple a seconds ago

and nothing was the same

in the blink of a reddened eye

the background melted

into a sea of waning attention

i went out there a couple of minutes ago

the change

was undetectable

and the air

was almost on fire

i went out there a couple of hours ago

nothing had changed

but

it was all so different

something intangible

i went out there a couple of days ago

i embraced the universe

most of it was good

otherwise

other ways

i went out there a couple of weeks ago

they looked at me funny

i forgot to change

after clown school

where the strange

met the ordinary

i went out there a couple of months ago

i caught my reflection

in a nearby window

being new to this

i let it go

i want to free

all the trapped light

i went there a couple of years ago

but they

didn't know me

in this time

or that one

and

for that matter

any other

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Bren

"It's just a token of my extreme!" - Frank Zappa

"Cause it's all in the heat of the moment It's all in the pain!!!" - Devin Townsend

Centre Stage with the wonderful Heather Hubler

I'm writing it out not acting in doubt!

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  • Melissa Ingoldsby3 years ago

    A strange feeling of being trapped, I feel that here, hearted

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