Mark of time

Posted byPhillip Knight ScottPosted inPoemsTags:, , , , ,

The clock prefers
a polite tree,
stretching
over time,
one more

ring with each
revolution,
content, marked
for the trouble.

The corridor reads
all mundane nameplates,
lusting
over time,
the future

unspooled before it
like ribbon,
slowly marking
time’s dance.

The flame pretends
it cares, ice
tickling
wax, alive
only now

indifferent to
ephemera,
acerbic mark
in time.

(c) 2019 by Phillip Knight Scott

Partially inspired by the Ragtag Daily Prompt – “acerbic“

Published by Phillip Knight Scott

My name is Phillip. I am a Tar Heel born and bred and watch every Yankees game I can. I'm still searching for my own TARDIS. My first novel, "The Alien in the Backseat," is available now! https://amzn.to/3oVCG77

9 thoughts on “Mark of time”

      3. I’ve been blogging for 8 years, and I notice most people who comment aren’t quite as dramatic as I am–my comments reflect genuine expression in real time. So if they seem over the top–they really aren’t, they’re sincere 🙂 🙂

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