Vanishing Into A Vacuum...

you gather each hair
of time
pulling each lock
to the tongue of your
fingers
savoring the delicacies
of pleasures
possible on this earth
perhaps
the do not have a hint
about what is happening
around your
universe
that from a distance
dims like the star
dissolving
into space dust
soon each planet
shall understand
why a star for
sometime
had been restless
for the face of vanishing
comes
soon another vacuum
is declared
another emptiness
back
upon itself
cupping no a drop
of time

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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