Every Now And Then
earthly time has let it slip goodbye
by Carolyn Vuletic
small pieces of loosened goodbyes that drown in craziness and land on the shoulder of guilt.
I often wonder in the aimless city of earth's forgotten souls, eyes dead and alone
nothing is more beautiful
edged in the side of humanity lies nothing but the remainders of a secret day, where dusk had just settled and time didn't need to stop
and nothing was together but at ease, in peace and apart.