INCOMPLETE FLOW
by Sorana Lucia Salomeia

The moon is leaving its world,
Opening the coffins of time,
Swinging and shaking as if loosely hanging
On a collapsing ceiling…

The earth is swallowing the millenniums
While the night surrenders to a flood of confusion;

Time spins and stumbles,
Creeping like a dying lizard
That knows the last hour it holds in its hand
Is about to be struck…


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