Within

I apologise for the lateness 

but time has overrun 

past my touch

or twisted fingers and thumbs.

I’ve seen the day,

how the words I speak 

are bending with the wind;

I’ve seen the world, 

the beast within.

I apologise for these times,

the greatest of all

but our lives.

I’m awfully blue, blackend

by the mirrored truth.

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