Zahra (failed_fae) wrote in badpoetryinc,
Zahra
failed_fae
badpoetryinc

I have broken the space-time continuum.
The strands of a thousand seconds spiral, splitting
like the syllables of your soul.
Spun-gold silence reigns supreme, 
suppressing the scrabble and squalor of life
and dripping through the doorway
drop by dimming drop
the rent fabric of time recedes.

I have broken the space-time continuum
But only in one room.

The tumultuous ticking 
of the grandather clock;
ancient, unforgiving and ensconced in your heart 
resounds.
But just through the door,
the kitchen clock tuts, 

a reminder we will be late.

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