Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Time

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The grains of sand

In the hour-glass

Echo loudly.

Each one beats out

Another instant,

Another moment.

This is added to the

Mechanical click

Of clock…Then, there’s

The persistent ba-bump

Of my naive organ…

My head tries to lie to it…

Everything will be alright.

Nothing is more than a

Palpitation away.

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Written by barryr22

April 29, 2010 at 12:27 am

Posted in Poetry

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