Time Poem by Bera Tremoz

Time



time drips
through the flakes
of your mind
like a hummingbird
in a sexual frenzy
far away from epidemic
sneezes and
nebulaes
that died long before
the newborn
opened its eyes
and tore
a strident
googah.

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