Hourglass

in poem •  7 years ago 

Times been
Wasted
Here in the back of your mind.
You don't think of me much do you.
Criss cross the patterns
Of life in motion that cannot stop
Inertia taking over.

I am displaced
From where you are
I just want to be
Juxtaposed
And all of this prose
On which way to go.
I don't know.

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Thanks for sharing.

It'd be fun if you could shape the poem itself into an hour glass. Play with the structure so it went visually curved like an hourglass.

that's actually a great Idea. hmmm i should see how that would work