Time Four

24 Dec

Marconi Union – Transient


Count Count Count Count Count.

Thunder, five miles out.

Keeping rains at bay by

rain repellant blanket fort.


Miles that is.

In time, everything flies.

And everything fades.

I don’t mind it that way.

Life’s too three.

Breath and sleet’s musical beats.

It’s in the in of all I feel.

Is it turquoise or is it teal

Two much living behind.

Living below is slow. The air

there is not like here.

I’m coughing snow and it’s

all that I hear.


Guess they don’t all pass overhead.

Guess there are some trees I can’t climb.

Guess we’re not all kids all the time.

Time four.



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