dear time

dear time,

as epic as you are
you tick your way
through my ways of being
… yet not

i have a secret though
preferring the mist, the unknown
(that remains still
that remains silent)

i always find a way
to ignore you

© r.e.l. 5/13/12

Posted on Poetry Picnic 5/20-5/27/12

image taken with iPhone of artwork in Angelina’s restaurant, San Francisco

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