Time Distorted

There is a crossroads

Where the past and the future

Collide in a burst of sparks,

And everything begins to spin.

 

The world is flipped upside down,

And disorientation becomes

An everlasting condition

Unable to be avoided.

 

All that was once known—

Memories precious as pearls—

Crashes into the mystery

Of all that is to come.

 

A strange light trickling into

A familiar room that is

Not as it was before—

Warped into a dreamlike disarray.

 

The clock has stopped,

Or are seconds still ticking by?

Time, formerly so logical,

Has now become distorted.

 

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