Published in Atunis, 22.05.2020
Time floats
Drifts
Particles afloat
in cold polar ice
What is might be what was
What was might be what will be
Time suspended
Frozen with ice
Icicles fall
Melting
Plip-plip plop
And below each drop
A nugget of the past,
Present and
Future
Maya the myths that melt into an eternity
The polar ice cap melts
Global warming
And time is again linear
lost amidst corona and
a Future that unfolds
Uncertain doors
There is no ice, no multiverse, no mysterious eyes
Only oil, stocks and shares.
Where has Alice gone?
Is there a rabbit wearing a surreal melting clock?
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