Lost Time

Lost Time

Slowly, I became aware that once more I had been
drifting in the ether, somewhere in my thoughts again.
Looking at the clock, I couldn't help but grin.
At least ten minutes lost, as close as I could ascertain.

I wonder if there is a place where misplaced time exists;
a place full of chronographs where each lost minute's stored.
Perhaps somewhere in the universe, in a dark abyss,
all the world's lost seconds form a treasured hoard.

Do we know, instinctively, that forever has an end
but not until the final grains of lost time have dropped?
If so, then all our daydreams are more than we comprehend.
Without them we may find that everything has ... stopped.

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