(Gub, 24th of February, 2024)
Life's a knife
Sharp as tatara steel,
Indifferent to time,
shredding;
years
It's slicing motion turns
calendars to
Tick-a-tape
Un blunted,
But for the dreams
That escape
The shining blade
and arise
Uncut,
As bold as any daisy
That escape the scythe's
Toil...
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