Under the cover of time
I hide
pretending that no one can see me
aging, regretting, reliving
all the minutes that lead me here
Under the cover of time
I cry
alone
about everything,
because
I realize
it is nothing
the past is changeless,
concrete
please
no one invent the time machine
Under the cover of time
I laugh
insanely
as I begin to understand
that the future is
meaningless, unwritten
a waste of time
to worry about
Under the cover of time
I smash
the clock and watch
as its
parts shatter against
the wall
triumphant that
I'm now
wiser in this present
and
F--- the rest!
The present is where it's at, right? Somebody, probably my father, told me "Take care of the present and the future will take care of itself." So sweep that clock under the rug and forget about it.
ReplyDeleteI have a time machine in my basement. I call it the deludinator. I really like the way this flows, ragged and staccato.
ReplyDeleteI love this!
ReplyDeleteMoving from hiding to crying to laughing to triumph. Nice!
ReplyDeleteSono? You been chanelling my thoughts? I don't need a time machine, just a fountain of youth. As for wiser in the present? The older I get, the less I know.
ReplyDeleteI don't want a time machine either. Can't change the past, no point in worrying about the future. Best to keep your eye on today, but sometimes it is hard not to "cry about everything". I like the flow of this.
ReplyDeleteKatherine
come on spell out the F word...smiles...
ReplyDeleteyes we are much better in the present...i dont want to go back, and the future is a waste of time i will never get to because then it will be now and....smiles.
I like this and I recognize myself in parts--which is the kind of writing I always appreciate.
ReplyDeleteToo many ifs and why didn't Is lurking in the past, you're right: it's now time that matters.
ReplyDeletea time machine would just screw things up worse. it is what it is, so damn right, f it and dive straight into the future.
ReplyDeleteYour propensity to censor language is disturbing.
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