I am resurrected from dying dreams
From the ash that surrounds your world.
Like your Frankenstein, I am made from many parts
In my hand I hold the glowing fragments of time
Dark clouds hide me from the sun
Nothing works the same where I am
Rain flows upwards, the stars shine in circles
Wind blows only from the north
The moon rises when and where it pleases
Day is night, night is day
Things change in the blink of an eye
Our numbers are few, our world is fading
In order for me to remain in the universe
I must steal one fragment of time
Hide the remaining parts for humanity to find…
©anitadawes
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