Time’s Up

Time’s Up

Feel your way through waves of particularization,
Without intent,
Without thinking,
With desire,
Appetite,
Instinct, and 
Impulse,
meandering in circles,
Leaping gaps
And transgressing borders.

Times up - 
Put up or shut up.

Such excitement 
Wrapped in fright -
Being caught writing love letters
To a time and place
That never was.

Has this happened - 
Subsumed into moments that shuffle
Into an impossible ending -
Or not?

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