Poetry, Uncategorized

Time

By: C.J. Shaleesh

If feeling is first,

then what is chronology anyway?

Waking up then falling asleep.

Falling asleep then walking up.

Our days tumble forward,

and stumble in reverse.

There is no order to life,

except to remember the poignant pain

and fluttering happiness.

The rest is forgotten time

that makes up today.

 

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