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a moment of eternity / as all the time we djinn up in clocks

rides out on its own wish / tickles its dark belly on offroad

grass / wets its astral nose in running water / shampoos its

hair with bubbling binary stars / chills out on a beachshot

rock / with a quantum lotus rising from its navel in bloom

& bud together // until the petals burn from the friction of

hands holding on with neverletgo heat / the rock cracks

under the burden of feet drilling roots away from winds

that wrinkle / & it is dragged through muddied eternity

measured in gaining misery on a scale of loss / envesseled

stagnant in the little lamp again & again poured back into

the clocks / to be whipped by the minute hand / hammered

by the hour / as it bleeds an eternity of moments

~Ajay
13/12/2020

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