The way time fades

 

I've seen those

stone cold

wheels of time turn.

Achingly slow at first

but now they are greased,

they blur around.

Speeding though

whole years at a time.

I've never had

a good grasp of it,

the way it sifts

through fingertips,

like the wheels have ground it down.

All I'm left is sand 

slipping to the ground.

 

I see the way the sun

swims across the air,

it used to be slow, now

it rips through vapour,

like scissors

streamlining through paper

like it isn't there.

I have always been unprepared

for the cycle, this miracle time

I've never known how to use it,

or who to spend it with.

I've always just stood by the side

watching others enjoy the tide,

late for my bus and missing my ride.

 

I've seen the moon,

in so many stages of transition

on its ever long mission

to make me dizzy.

It doesn't take a lot,

my head is fizzy

with bubbling thoughts,

so many uncorked bottles

rattling around,

if they all toppled as one

I'd surely drown.

 

I've watched those hands

spin from time to time

then around again

in a continuous cycle.

I've seen the numbers fade

before my eyes

as ticking years flick speedily by.

I've questioned

my place, my worth, my life,

and the answer never really came,

but now it sits in clear view

in a different picture frame.

It says stop watching the way time fades,

start creating stories it can never erase.

 

 

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