Penelope Shuttle - "Running out of time"

[stridulum.livejournal.com]

I was running out of time
or time was running out of me

I was no longer
decades of clear water

Time
was a cache of lions,
the end of all the birds

I was hurrying to catch up with Time,
while Time stayed home

doing the ironing,
folding his minutes,
smoothing his hours,

soon there'd be not a crumpled second
for me to hide in

Comments

[with-rainfall.livejournal.com]

This is amazing. Thank you!