Literature
Time Oddity
Time...
Comes and goes,
back and forward.
It turns again and again.
It changes its snake skin.
Yet...
It stays
the same as always.
A winter's coat left behind,
hanging from an half open door.
And I...
I am standing,
somewhere staring.
I, on the mirror looking through another side of myself.
I, the time traveller of nothing else... but