By, J. Lynn Dickson
Where does time go
Once it has been lived?
Does it implode
Bursting inward shards of memories?
Does it vanish- a fleeting thought?
Inklings linger- fragments-
The body matures without the mind
Seconds evade the hours
Escaping?
Abandoned?
Left behind to
Remember?
Forget?
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