Day 63 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day edifice meaning: "a complex system of beliefs."
The Tickle of Time
The man greets time
Time does not know what to say
How to respond
How to end this exchange
There is only one cruel swinging way
The stalks of his corn crumple
Under the force of so much steel and magnitude
Time pauses and removes his veil
The man pauses as though he's seen a ghost
The man begs please
Time hesitates
The thin orb of pulsating life hangs
Before his gnarled hands like
A flashing gemstone a jewel enthroned upon the edifice
The man begs and pleads
Stinging with razor blind wrists
Time drinks like water
His soul and Lifestream are dissolving into him
Time hesitates he is not base
He takes a hold of the scythe
He edges away and departs
The man rises from the grass
His feet feel each thin stalk
Anxiety rises in his chest that they might be broken and crushed beneath his feet
Meanwhile the dew tickles...
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