Time Puller

My diamond in the sky is liquefying,

Melting into the clouds that merge,

Dripping down its cyan canvas,

Catching airplanes in mid-air,

Killing off engines,

Sending them along their way,

Plummeting downward.

Deep into the dark Atlantic oozecean in black rucksacks.


My eyes are like frag grenades,

Yours truly.


And here you are,

Licking your lips after indulging in a lemon.

Nonchalantly plucking hairs off the arms

Of my grandfather clock.


My sight is curtailed

And excavated of color,

Under your orders.

Did you find something worth your while?

Fill them up with cement,

And write your initials before letting dry?


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