Time Four

24 Dec

Marconi Union – Transient

Hush.

Count Count Count Count Count.

Thunder, five miles out.

Keeping rains at bay by

rain repellant blanket fort.

Four.

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.

Three.

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.

Hush.

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