Life

Time. Tricky, bending and warping
Something always. and Never. Someone
Made it up. Named it, defined it.

How long is a second? The brush of eyelashes on my cheek.
An hour? A yoga session in a room without a clock
A minute. A yawn - a stretch - a groan. and a Day with nothing
to show for it.

It makes sense, is Natural.  The world rotates, the shadows
Always slink around the globe. Which revolves around the sun.
Seasons cycle round and round on and on
Affecting trees and frozen frogs and people who need to
Improve the world for lack of adaptation.

It makes no sense. The numbers on a digital face, or analog.
In cement trees it is hot in the winter and cool in summer
Light, constant day or night.  Mark this passing to structure
Lives.  Busy workers busy living busy busy lives.

Early, late. On time.  Like a bridge. Can you jump off it? On
Time.  Outside of it. Over it. Under it. Other-preposition it.
Immortal, this something that doesn't exist. Never did

Where's the point? You'll find it at the tip, that sharp tapering
Extremity. Needle or hand.  I keep both hands on my face
Fearing that you'll see my body, or worse
Understand it.  Because you don't need me

You always have me, bits of sand under your skin,
Slipping through the glass.  Cinderella running out.
An illusion as real as thought. As real as life.

Don't mind me. But you do, for fear you'll miss me.
But do. Please do. Just do. Be. Don't mind me.
I'm not even really here.

A nod for convenience, that is fine.
A sundial in the garden - aesthetically pleasing.
Hello. Goodbye. Carry on

And please, Have a Good Time.