WD 93 “Time of Death”

A poem inspired by The Muse of Cold Earth.

Time of Death

There are many ways to wait out

The passing of a day

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I could, sit with my eyes closed, breathing minimally and limiting the rhythms of my heart

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I could, be a chain reaction , bursting from circuit to circuit like kinetic love

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Or I could simply be, and allow

The act of being.

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There are not enough hours to accomplish 

Everything I wish to do for my love

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And there are too many long, agonizing seconds

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As I wait and wonder, which feeling is the heart

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Which is the soul and

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Who comes to the forefront when I, lock my hand with yours

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A dedication until

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Nightfall

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And the morning beyond the beyond