This being Human

This being human   is rather strange

in the pause   the gap   where this thing

we call time

turns upside down inside out

into itself upon itself

and dissolves

 

When time is out of the picture

what remains   what remains

timelessness not as concept

not as something

to achieve

or arrive at

or even as replacement

 

What of the ways you track

yourself   what

do you measure according

to marks and hours and days

time and money interwoven

under   over

what carries what

 

How can you meet yourself

outside of time   what other

references no longer hold

when toys are left to rest

in the toy box

as the heart calls you full to

find your flowering   being   flowering

 

 

 

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