
Vers3Dynamics
Architecture
Time is a beast that breathes unseen
beside the quiet, patient stone.
The world drifts by, the space between
is where I learn to be alone.
To run is hunger...space unfurled,
a mouth that wakes to feel and take.
And time grows shy before the world,
ashamed of every step I make.
What space consumes, time cannot keep,
one hunger shared, one debt we owe.
The clock dreams only while we sleep,
of somewhere else...we'll never know.

