Time is an elongated string of cosmic vibration
Auditory waves corkscrewing toward outer space
Exploding beyond heaven, the amplitude’s liberation
Gaining speed, spinning arcs around the moon’s face
A moment melts like an ice pop in the July heat
Dripping all over these grasping fingers
Speedily avoiding the tongue, too evasive to eat
Only the sticky, sugary scent lingers
Years elongate into infinity
Awaiting proof of arrival
It’s not a test of masculinity
Once spent, there’s no revival
The distance between here and there
Indigestible like a vapid riddle
Sets you back to the first square
Still longing to surpass the middle
Time, a race already over and then it starts
The future is measured with clock hands spinning
Announcing your arrival before it departs
Twisting and folding backward to the beginning
There’s no do-over, you already chose
The checkers moved now you’re a king
Power illuminates the loneliest shadows
Giving support for small dreams to cling
From the epochs intelligence has evolved
With tiny legs crawling from the sea of life
Congratulating ourselves for mysteries solved
But actually creating endless planetary strife
Meet your present self standing next to your past
Imperfect versions of your brotherly being
One of you doesn’t belong and must leave the cast
Time-shifted lives won’t ever be agreeing
Here’s a decade, can you give me back five years
A chuck of time is a blank and missing
Memory recall spins endlessly, grinding gears
Only a faint sound of two thoughts kissing
As the uncoiling mainspring of time
Bountiful seconds of life fall away
The conclusion of the nursery rhyme
Wind the clock to start another day
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