Things of a Later Time

Out the window I look

Onto the land

A painting

The elements of life

All inside


My time

My place

Is represented perfectly here

Yet in the corners

The hidden places of my time

Elements are leaving the painting

Simply walking out

Never to be seen again

Except in memory


Little things

Big things

Inventions of a later time

Unneeded now

In this world

On this land

It is as if they were never here

Or had never been

The empty space they leave

Is fast filled

With new creations

That will soon leave

Be replaced

And become things of a later time

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