END AROUND

I felt the water clock hold sentence

over me.  Dribbling out good, bad,

indifference and sincerity.

 

Its pendulum was silent, though

refreshing me with reminders like

a mirror reflecting the truth.

 

Every experience has weight; the

winning, losing, success and luck.

 

We balance them until it tips.

The results are unspoken for.

They appear and we accept.

 

It’s a

battle each of us fights to the end.

 


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