Time


Time had fallen to the

Earth’s molten mantle

Hibernating but not dead yet

 

It was very confused though

Knocked upside its head

Pondering a broken compass

 

Everything seemed like archeology nowadays

Boring excursions into a past

Very similar to the present

And the compass stayed broken

Obscuring all facets of time

Making its three heads

Giddy artifacts waiting to be uncovered

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