The Fourth Dimension

Strength? Or naivety?
How to know?
The years drift by… the numbness sets in.
Uncertainty…
Creeping out of the shadows and into the subconscious.
The blank stare.
Always the waiting… always the hours.
A spectacular display, at the very least!
Strength?
Naivety?
Time will tell.
Time- that fucked up invention.
Damn those railroads.


Matilda Beaumont

Exploring humanity through poetry and short scenes

3 Comments

charlesbenz27 · March 18, 2018 at 2:57 pm

Nicr

charlesbenz27 · March 18, 2018 at 2:58 pm

Nice

Matilda Beaumont · March 18, 2018 at 10:35 pm

Thank you!

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