i am between the rugged spaces of non-time
the spaces breathe in false yesterdays and invisible tomorrows
then exhale the unpredictable now, the moment, the all-there-is

we are served strange life each sunrise and sunset
we drink and eat the now, filling our bellies with notions of eternity
belief confines creation

time casts us into darkness, blind

we are visitors here
for a spell
for an insignificant spell

the spaces try to fill me
but i am never filled
i flow into nothingness
but never filled

i breathe for the spaces
into invisible tomorrows and false yesterdays
i breathe

© zaji, 2016

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