Glaciers

gray flecks on my beardcrow’s feet nestled under my eyes-

reminders that time never rampages,

like enemy tanks

on a muddied battlefield, but instead

drip drip dripping

like glaciers baking in the sun,

and I am in no hurry to grow old 

and pass on into the ether, but I do fear being forgotten

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