Bora born
Body clock .. tic .. toc _
Shared clothed fictions from yesteryear, memories
rise through a landscape of rich lucid dreams.
Childhood siblings sisters in kind share life's
chants through loose bonds rarely diffused, tempting
chords of knotted spin pressed out across time.
Matter renders in fact, knees buckle, pain
shreds an angry message through life's time stamp.
Trick or treat doctors support with practiced
intentions, an avalanche of meds sourced
one step away from Joe Black's chemist door.
People reform in the memories of those
who've come to know us, changlings sure right.
Consumed time loops shrink our mortal world where
once were men wandered freely about the
place, caught up within nature's potent glow.
- O -
Author's notes are here.
© 4th june 2019 _ Ian James Daniel
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