The mirrors of time

 Get lost in the desert of time. It is easier to live without doubt. The mirrors of time. The version of his passing. His enduring immortality. We only want to catch a part. An hour. A sedated punctuality. Asleep at the mark of an hour. In the time line. According to the hours. To your best part. The absences of emptiness. I love you left floating in space. It shrinks to surround him.