tomorrow's minutes away.
today will soon be yesterday.
why do i seem to forget today's todayness?
todayness has melted into yesterday.
it's a blur of colour rushing on in a psychedelic blaze.
but why can i no longer distinguish the colours?
doesn't matter.
there's colour.
that's what matters.
tomorrow's minutes away.
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2 comments:
time can take on so many new aspects...blurred, hazy...alien.
Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable.
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