Tuesday, December 29, 2020

time flows up

Time flows up. 
Up our spines, towards
the clouds, bleeding out
into space to the stars,
steam escaping our mouths 
as the earth radiates
all this time. It collects
building up in the wastes
of space, which we all
keep in mind. 

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