TIME

Time.

to rethink issues

sans weeping tissues.

All those tears

inculcated fears

old arrears

welling

swelling

brimming into eye

of heart-storm.

Seasoned

brined.

Salted to the core.

No space

no more

to store

time

to re-form

perception

deception

for clarity reception

long held back

on repetitious track.

Tears

the gift

of gods

to shrift shift

the stormy muddle puddle

Time

for befuddle lack.

I am coming back.

©grapher June 2014-06-08