Another leaf has fallen.
Another petal now brown.
Another moment has passed.
Another thought in mind drowned.
Let it go, let it go.
Time is all we don’t have.
Wake up, and realise,
Desire is another ever-binding trap.
A glance, a touch, an embrace.
None too many, none too less.
Just enough to save me now.
Just enough for sanity to efface.
I counted wrong, a long while ago.
I counted one too many.
The ever ticking clocks that glowed in the dark.
No, time doesn’t wait for any.
Collecting names and moments
Alone, I will. Alone, I shall.
Moments of end sooner here.
Dementia, oh how you me enthrall.
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