the world

the world
has slowed
d-o-w-n to
an indescribable
halt
what was is
history
and now
is not
the spinning
and chasing of
tales
is like melting butter
on a Royal Wedgewood
plate
slipping from the world’s
fingers
like a runaway
top


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