
A short poem about the twisting of time while sitting on a bench.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 106 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-26-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2640221
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As i sat there, facing into the backyard
Time existed only in my mind and the surrounding area that was the back yard
In each direction time would flow
The slide show of the world passed by in each flickering second
I saw the entirety of the world
And it was about me
But when i chose to express it
It did slip from me and twirl and fall into nothing
Until the world began to feel like it had before
Yet nothing was more than a flicker of a blur
And then did i try and express it to thee
That it did become less .
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