if i could stop the time, then there would be a way to join the faceless
child in fields of yesterday, and there would be such dreams for children
to unfold; dreams of endless burning in meadows manifold.
if i could stop
time, then trendless youth i’d see, and every trendless season would be a
gallow tree, and every gallow tree would be a place for breath; a place
where endless burning would marry my behest.
if i could stop time, if only
time were mine to cease, then everywhere i’d find an eastern lake of
peace, and peace would drown me kindly and peace would drown me well. if i
could only stop the time, then youth should thrill and swell.
time, i’ve
seen u murder the best of mine and me- now is the time to marry to the
times that cannot see- & i shall see time cease, for time is seldom mine,
and in that time must cease, my mind shall tow the line, and in that time
must cease, all love shall cease to shine.
if i could stop the time, if i
could only live, then desecrated madrigals should celebrate to give, and
time should cease forever, and time should learn to blow a kiss, and time
should earn its pleasure, and know how much a child is missed?
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