space-time

time and time again
i wish the minute hand and hour hand
would just be friends

whenever i want the time to pass
they make sure their positions last
why can’t they befriend me
do they think i’m their enemy?

do they see me as the end?
do they think i’m the dark?
i’m the hyphen keeping them apart

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