Alison Marshall
Time Fix

Quick
Time
Chasing
Each second
Another chance
The dancer enters panting
Distracted by the beats she swirls to cover
Fate chimes, Entropy, old church walls
Where is the prayer





bet
fast
her past
crumbling
once held there
The wheel still spinning
The runner his heart still missing
Sweaty palms his life blood pumping mortal vein infarct
Fate chimes, Entropy, gone is the passion, blind allusion, there is no revolution