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Famous Reporter # 32
 

 

 

KRISTEN LANG

                 Time Line

You are a tunnel
the run of years has worn
into overhangs and in-curves
and the hours
soak though you
Light
stumbles over you,
sinks its loss of heat
into memory
Seconds
sieved and tumbling –
you cannot return
but you are here
In the shadows,
puppetry
of the life you’ve led,
its Russian dolls
sliding out of order
A hint of malachite,
of topaz, corundum… hairlines
in the stone
 
 
Long,
strange fingers, and the nod
of their painted eyes
And the new dolls
hatching eyes; the in-breath
between the light
and the wall
Yet you are warm. Time
thieves from its own well
still flickering
 
In the shine
and the slippage
that takes you forward.

 

 

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