If time were a color
it would be white
for its ever-present
presence of all things
jammed
crammed
slammed
into this one moment
If time were a color
it would be black
for its ever-absent
absence of all things
emptied
poured out
sacrificed
given
and given over
out of this one moment
Time
into
and
out of
Do we travel time
or does it travel us?
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