Natasa Butinar @ “What is served”

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What is served
days of light?
Of lights now
still little wax
which is consumed in a hurry
and like a defective vinyl
the weary thought
reiterates the same note.
Rotate the pointer
of the penultimate hour,
it turns faster it seems,
while the mind
tired of oblivion
decline
would like to avoid  .
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