FrozenA Poem by SorenTime is a cryogenic feature, from creation to damnation, for every living creature In death's event horizon it crystalizes like snow. No more an entity of entropy the shadow of time does slow I thrash about in the minutes, that have been its, fragments of disorder in an entangled web like bed A second is an eternity, as I drown in hours sped All in one, in a sigularity time's flexability of relativity, is a function of its veloscity Is it a creation of the mind? Whether an issue of density or gravity, across the universe it varies in kind While here at home, pain melts a memory frozen in time
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