Time's Idea

I encountered an idea
that seemed to belong to no one,
left abandoned on a table
amid scraps of food
and discarded dishes.

Each morsel eaten,
every word spoken
became instantly a memory,
a bubble
together with a thousand other bubbles,
floating up,
bursting, erasing
themselves forever,

but leaving behind
a mist of dust, shadows
falling slowly
back to earth
to cover the footprints
that time left behind.

Time's Idea
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