specimen of time

look at him now
poor specimen

would you believe
how could you)
that he was born
so wealthy

a babe in arms
he had

moment by moment
frittered away

look at him now
before you
a shell
just a shell
of what he was

so little remaining

look at him
before you right now
has he even understood
what he has spent

what he has left

he was born
pockets filled
with the coin
with the coin
of time

old man
all that remain
are moments

so very few
last moments

running fast

so little time

running faster

what will be left
in another year

look at me

poor specimen


Poem #576 from a series of poems drawn from the imagination and collected as: a Bachelard reverie.

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