Red Time


however quiet time was

it had given up singing until today

now it sees everything;

the serpent, the fruit, and my friend


how it stayed so quiet till now i'll never understand

watching the drama fold and unfold in on itself again

such a wretched place to view from

such a wretched view


the clocks are tired

we are books

red when opened


promising only an ending



Words by Allegra Chabay. 2001



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