The Recognition Factor

[romiette]

Malingering in the openness of two speakers
Crashing in unison.

The grindstone of the soul
Seeking a recognition factor,
An extension of the turned handle,
A scar left to wither.

Something about the fall of a leaf
In autumn,
Something about the cessation of vibrancy
Creates the guided tour.

Another time perhaps?

Or a slanted view allowing rebirth?

Take the time.
Keep the time.
Remember the time.