There is neither clock
nor calendar
which tells the time
the way the mind
can see it
nothing from now 'til then
'tween then and now
they are inflexible
and undefined
changing in the blinking of an eye
a lasting forever
my thoughts are winter's now
cold and buried by the snow
that falls from my memory
to cover them
freeze them
to keep them in their place
there is no memory to call up
I have frozen it
then broken the ice
there will be no spring
to thaw my heart
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