Friday, August 15, 2014

Handful of time

only a handful of time
here today
here in mind
with our secret thoughts and whispers
running low across the dawn

maybe I saw you there
perhaps you were just moving on
or you were already gone

my hands are open
palms empty and up
pushing hard on the sky
my eyes see the horizon
passing by

my time in handfuls
drains all ways
these wasted hours
fill up my days

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