Time Passing Dirge

By SPLLIT

On Infinite Hatch

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Passing brisk wind is taking

Nothing remaining

Water stagnating

In memory bound

Time flies over us

Leaves its shadow

Curve shift with each hour

Nothing remains as it was

Nothing remains to sing this dirge

Begin again, strangeness now strengthen us

I desire the things that will destroy me

All self is draining in the time passing

In my dimmest daydream, I saw time was dying

And I stole away to the trees

To glimpse a funeral march

Trumpeting calls for each hour

Interred side by side in gated stern

A dynastic burial plot

Inscribed with the chronicles of each storied descendant

I wanted to meet this family's matriarch

Who seemed to have outlived her children

Steadfast in Nowhen

Mother Time herself collected

Living in a relentless forever