Time ticks tirelessly.
Monotone, the metronome.
Horrid haste the hourglass,
Sinking sand is never stagnant.
Wink at the wristwatch,
Incredulous infinity, impending.
Continue cosmic conundrum.
Able is the angel, Amenadiel.
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Birds in Glass Castles
PoetryMy collection of poems through the last few years in some of their rawest forms; more steppingstones of my journey as a writer.
