White Cups Of Mind

Time began for me that once and never started and I made once the past to start a new day. Time swims off leaving skulls of white cups, and eternity trades in your pieces-your snow. Time crosses time and reaches through you, chosen by you-your other trapped outside wanting in.... and never willing to cross-marked time a threshold. Time makes the willow bow to seconds and I cast out, voids net of minutes and the Judge makes them years.. and in the valley made shallow...still standing in wait.. I lay off sleeping -past infinity one shadows, sparked tears.