Time is of essence
real and Real
as opposed to a Bloody Monday
when
so many lives were submerged
into the abyss of
true time
and have
left questions and quest behind.
Unashamed and unabashed
Abdul in tandem with time across some hundred years
did the same.
Left behind Monday
and celebrated Tuesday
as a time of
pure trust and
bliss, perhaps love as well.
When the kites flew
the colors diminished into a formation of
surreal images
as
they
disappeared.
It was not unusual to see the kites flying off the hook
and then to
see the lot take off
all at one time and disappear into
oblivion
was rare.
The time not to worry
was
far ahead.
Because Abdul mirrored Ashli
and it happened
all over again.
That was then
now is Is.
Tuesday, October 14, 2014
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