as I sit in an empty moment
the hollows of
time
engulfing the life
the life line of
dreams
gets choked
the naked truth
of absence of a
deed
stands before me
the stark reality
of timelessness
of stillness in
the air
in an alien place
allows me to rest
another alien
action
in itself
the dynamism
keeps me going
so the thought to
rest
cripples me
bores me
haunts me
still I lay
trying to gather
an urge to action
in this empty
moment
the hollows of
time
the
stillness.........
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