AntiPoetics - Poetry - Good Night (Idle)

Good Night (Idle)

where is time
when the clock is out of sight
where is time
when the hands stop circling
where is time
when the sun's shadows disappear into the night?
stolen away
so that life slips by
as we lie unaware
idle by

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