slipped



Hours running into days
Days running into weeks
And so forth
That's how it happens

That is precisely how time
Slips through your fingers 
And you cannot get it back
And you cannot even try

It's like a wrinkle in time
Two days slipped into one 
Without even knowing 
Until a glance at the calendar

Calendars are not our friends
They only pretend to be
As they document just how quickly
Time slips past us—like a thief





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