Flood Of Time Poem by Dorsey Baker

Flood Of Time



it matches with us
it creeps
with us
it crawls
with us
it runs a million miles
in less than a minute
a race in fast paced time
heavy weight
that falls upon us
caught off guard
it catches us
and our feet
they step into
it's fatal existence

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