alphabets on keyboards
 transform into faces
 asking for expression, 
 gather on the face of a clock
 It’s tough…
 catching them 
 at right moments
 -my naps
 become gaps
 in storylines
 -like interrupted wi-fi
 -like stations where 
 trains do not stop
 -like air I punch
 and it becomes
 a fistful of emptiness
 but of course….
 there’s imagination
 for completion
 I look for
 where Time carries
 reconstructed bits
 -with potential
 to become
 whole new planets
 or satellites
 no one has heard of… 
which harbour
unspoken thoughts
unfulfilled dreams


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