Squatting in the dust of their unused life
a thick river of lost time
watching the pendulum
a silver horse with a dark rider
accelerates
the sound of horses becomes louder
an old chant sung by the bells of every clock
light catches the black then is gone
like a star brightening then going out
6-May-2024
Tressa Lee Breen
Day 79 of 100 #The100DayProject2024
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