I Send out My Time on a Dove

July 15, 2012
By WhiteHart PLATINUM, Newberry, Florida
WhiteHart PLATINUM, Newberry, Florida
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Here I am, stuck in the middle of time.
Where did it begin?
How will this end?
I stare at the clock and watch its hands.

The hour hand surpasses the minute
As my confused idea of time carries out.
Hours fly by, but I dread minutes alone.
My focus is coming in and out.

A wedge out of the day’s clock--
I seal it up and send it out on a dove.
I hope it was well spent…
Fruitfully, and with all my love.

Standing in my dream, I watch myself.
From the outside I see what they’re talking about.
Eyes, lachrymose. Hands shakily wrung out.
A troubled soul singled out.

The author's comments:
That time... what did I do with it? Did I use it right? Where did it go? Was it spent in vain? Will it... hurt me?

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