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Standing Still
The unopened gift box sits untouched,
Dust gathering like time I didn't notice.
A scented candle burns too slowly,
Flickering through an unmotivated day.
The artificial plant stays perfectly alive,
Unchanged, untouched by anything real.
Beside it, a frozen hourglass waits;
Time held in place, refusing to fall.
There’s an empty bowl on the table,
Surrounded by stained receipts and silence.
I can’t recall what it once held,
Maybe something that mattered once.
An oversized sweater hangs around me,
Like something I’ve outgrown but still keep.
The strange cat figurine watches from the wooden shelf,
As if it knows I’ve been here all along... just waiting.
Change can be such a strange
Change can be such a strange thing when we are surrounded by things that remain still!
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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