Another p.o.v.
A BRIEF HISTORY OF TIME
One thing’s for sure:
these years won’t come again.
You will live out your meagre share
of apportioned time,
your eyes will be fretted with shadows
and, after a while,
the light will annul your face
in the null of the glass.
And it won’t be that long, so they say,
till you’re sick to your soul
of watching, as the windows
fade to grey,
sifting the dregs of your life
for a paradise lost
that you know you once had, more or less,
on a day like today.
by Luis Muñoz