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Neville

Calling Time

Calling Time

 

Today, I feel like an old clock counting moments

upon which

the smug polished patina of time is now the only

thing that shines, he said ..

Then he did smile and eased himself slow and deep

into his favourite chair ..

Whereupon he breathed his last with dust motes

dancing wild and blindly

within the silvered notes of his once dark hair ..