Cronus

How is it possible

that time has cut a rift like this.

So many years lie deep between us.

Only a fool would think to know the way.

All mirrors are unforgiving,

they reflect my ridiculousness.

The age of my child is evidence enough.

Our spouses hold world-records now.

Time with its own ax to grind

has settled me far away

from any claim.

How is this possible,

when still

in my heart

you live.

 

 

 

 

4/c/18

 

 

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