Lord Astaroth

There is no time only clocks

but…

when I see you again
which one of us will have changed

if it is me … my mind...
the way my thoughts have grown beyond
having been with you
how will you recognize me

can be sure it’s still me

how will I recognize you
if you are no longer the same idea
of who you were when we first met

will you save for me a signal
from the old world

will it help if I wink

Craig Czury (EEUU, 1951- )

Tic-tac Tic-tac Tic-tac Tic-tac Sick-sad Tic-tac Tic-tac Tic-tac Tic-tac…

Tags: clocks, life, love, me, sad, sick, signals, time, world, you

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