Midnight
ending and beginning simultaneously
in a second of intermediate restraint
an appointed transition occurs
in dark non-spatial space
on the cusp of the artificial clock
manufactured by humans
a measurement representing
the boundary between past and future
MIDNIGHT
perhaps marred and tired from yesterdays past
emerges the strike of a second chance
unrealized dreams docked by time
impatiently wait
fooled again and again
by the taunting laughter of the artificial clock
there is
NO BOUNDARY
NO MIDNIGHT
NO TIME
there is only now
Cindy Farr is a forthcoming writer residing in
Indian Wells. She burned most of her earlier writing a long time ago on a
small patio in California. She has spent most of her life in Los Angeles
and plans to continue her writing journey, hopefully without fire. She
enjoys the companionship of dogs so there is always a dog around.
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