The Corrosion of Time

“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.” – Oscar Wilde

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THE CORROSION OF TIME
 
Only a moment –
 
that’s all we have
before the feather drifts away,
before the raindrop
breaks the ground.
The last second
has long departed
to the distant sky,
the next minute might
not arrive;
the corrosion of time.
In an instant,
 
that feels like
a slow-motion film,
black ink spills
over our life.
Only a moment
 
separating us
from dancing and crawling,
from a morning kiss and
our good-bye.
 

 

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