before, after and so much in between…

 in pent up time

of where we’d  be;

and angry drawn out

marks

between the lines

of where we were

and what was yet to come

 in tiny space

of merry madness

tickling at my soul

the clocks strong hands

defeat the day

and i shrink down

to none.

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