Sat, 04 Mar 2023
| last modified Mon, 27 Oct 2025
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Words to pass the time:
Like [pass]ing salt and pepper grinders between,
[Grind]ing out the minutes and seconds,
[Second] to the moving clock,
[Mov]i[e]s rolling into hours,
[H]on[our]ing times and precious moments,
[Prec]ar[ious]ly stacking loose thoughts,
[Loos]ing clothes to slip on pajamas,
[Cloth]ing slippers in the sands of time,
[Sand]y, dusty and all cobwebbed up,
Like [cob]bled stone, long still and final,
[Final]ly the time is passed,
And words remain a sufficient slot,
To fill the time.
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