the Fitzroy Flasher

art and ideas: photos and words: mainly and sometimes.

What time does

April 29, 2017


It passes, 

It promises,

It gives rise to –

And rules it all out.

It bastardises the truth,

And resets all the rules,

It plays havoc with hearts,

Messes with our minds,

And wreaks of the inevitable:

Until so relentless is it’s rhythm 

That we all fall in line behind it.

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