In a Time Capsule
I feel...
the close constriction of Space,
the to(o)
the fo[u]r ...
And all that came and Lies,
transParent to the Human i!
I feel,
hands upon the face...
looping 'round a sundial,
that will soon slow to a rest.
I feel the slipping of a
shiny plate ladened
with the final proffer,
rising from a bruised divide:
the deep Unknown that prepossess One,
as in sleep before the Dream.
I feel,
the Potentiate, and the weight:
and Sense...
the wake of day.
01.31.2023
24 Hour Challenge @H1
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