Time again

time goes in circles
with no beginnings
because they have already passed

a never ending, never coming
ending from the suffering
and from the relief

time spinning faster
clocks too many hours
ahead of the universe


no difference between
good and evil besides
a well laid plan

no one here besides me
words too few to be told
in one breath alone

no one there to listen
everybody sees no evil
hears none, either

if you ask
no one can tell

spinning, spinning

Poetry by muddy waters
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Written on 2006-04-04 at 15:50

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