by Robbi Skaera
As a stopped clock is often wrong,
We seem to have forgotten what time truly means
and we should have sent out our last smoke signals to each other
many years ago.
Your strategy lacks stealth.
Your movements lack subtlety.
Your lack of grace astounds me.
For a while, you seemed to hold everything in one hand,
You suppose that you still do. This has not been the case for some time now.
The fire is out, and the smoke signals have stopped.
Posted on 07/10/2020
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