eternal hourglass, by Judith Márquez
found answers in the riddles
and vague melody notes,
The Spook whisper of an evening
And the mailbox full of messages ...
That once crammed into waterfall.
punished in color watches
bipolarity that embrace lean
Recapture minutes of your shadow
and stole second to your space. I replied the hourglass
exactly
with noble materials and scale.
To quantify
sounds from your lips with water to measure the words,
The song, diction, the guideline,
the murmur, the voice, the thousand excuses
With that in this day I have longed .
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