![]() Time in Thistle DownsA Poem by Corset![]() Happy Valentines to all those lonely hearts out there today. There are no clocks in heaven.![]() You could peel the red thistles from my eyes like the fibrous outer skin of a forbidden fruit. The sky would be silken silvery blue should I splay my fingers to the moon awaiting a cyber link up. My touch- would turn you to bone dreams charcoal abundant diamond studded 1.2 light years away from the maw of the blackest halo There- would be no time for goodbyes on the other side of a black hole There- is no time at all, time would not exist where we are, unlike the carousal thud of my heart, There are no clocks in Heaven. Heaven does not tick. © 2013 CorsetAuthor's Note
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