Fell off the rack...
Kicked to the back...
Forgotten amidst the dust bunnies
For a time...
Thumb tacks
Freed from their heads...
Savory spices and grains of sugar...
Strands of hair...
Friction released fleece fuzz...
Resting in places
That burrowing animals choose to abandon...
It sleeps for weeks at a time...
Sometimes for months...
Cycles of seasons have sometimes passed
Before it's roused from its slumber...
Intermittent suspended animation...
Monsoon or desert
Depending on the sentiment of the moment...
Small moments where the passage of time
Isn't a gradual soul killing process...
Episodic compartmentalization,
Irregular, arrhythmic...
A constant drip drilling through stone
As centuries pass...
A tattoo needle pounding out a slow-motion beat...
The rumble of thunder in the distance
Before the anvil finally breaks...
Flash and burn
Not yet revealed to the retina,
Potential energy still waits to become kinetic...
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