Spendthrift

                Spendthrift

Time spent
spending time
like a spendthrift
in a thriftshop,
shopping for forgotten
Seconds care worn and frayed
Days kept unspent in dusty jars
Years that no-one has any use for,
collections of memories bound with amnesia,
the bric-a-brac of longing
pain and regret
fills the thriftshop
where like a spendthrift
we’re spending time
until all our time is spent,
throwing away a future
that no longer fits us
a future we’ve outgrown.

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1 thought on “Spendthrift

  1. Pushmaotee Subrun

    the bric-a-brac of longing
    pain and regret
    fills the thriftshop
    where like a spendthrift…such a very beautifully crafted poem on the value of time.

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