Time
A difficult opponent, Old Man Time, In the end no mortal man can stand, No matter what the measures of the climb, He sweeps them down with swift and equal hand Without it nothing can exist, And with it nothing will, He likely has you on his list, Your features fit the bill Time attacks in many modes The universe around, Rock erodes and lead corrodes, To him our lives are bound And still I think I'll keep on fighting him, In this case it's not difficult to choose, For though it's inconceivable to win, I'll likely never know it when I lose
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My poetry has been included in some online publications, including Planetmag, as well as some published compilations and audio CDs. I finally got a paid contract with a publisher, only to have it fall through. Frustrating. Bit of advice: if you...
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