boot

Running out

Time is dribbling..
Your mind is quibbling..
About just where it goes 
The lesser left..
The greater theft 
Spent sand gathers..
At your toes 

Time to call the raker 
Says the keeper of the grounds
The hourglass is empty..
And look at what we\'ve found 
A menagerie of wasted hours 
Tickless clocks 
Shriveled flowers 

Gather all...says Shadow Black
Ship em out..high water
Pennies on their eyes..for show 
It really doesn\'t matter 
All the gathered..stand in line 
Nothing but a number 
Waiting for the ferryman\'s ride 

Comes...eternal slumber 


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