ghosts of time

| January 1st, 1998

live life free of all these
staggering sighs
hide beneath these hard white tiles
layered with words
covered with false hopes and dreams
(the cellophane breathes)
the viridian layers descend
drowning what we hoped to achieve
left stringing out antiquity
until the ghosts of time
find the lock
and break the key

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