TIC-TOC
the tic-toc of time
slips
by a windstorm like it isn't there
windstorm rips and rails
in defiance
as the time vanishes
taking moments that vanish
to memories
exposed and fanning out
an unsheathed preparation
like a steam reaching up
to a mist from below
laying across from a feeling
too soon missing the top
and hitting the floor
raging storm
slapping at time
pounding windstorm
whipping the earth
peeling away the mountains
to only fade into the ether
existing no more
and no less
storm and time
both are and are not
A. MENDOZA, 2017
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