Time Poem by John Albright

Time



The once familiar sound
Of the clock
(tick, tick, tick)
Has been replaced
By silent numbers...
Quickly changing
Lines of light,
Whose hardened edges
Cut through time
As a boat through water,
Leaving me
In the wake,
Struggling for breath

Thursday, July 19, 2012
Topic(s) of this poem: numbers
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