Why must TIME, in my mind, be the Villian
In Black and White
Tying me to the train tracks
Waiting till the clock strikes
2 of us,
TIME and me
Stranded on an Island. Would that be so bad? Really? Why not sit in the sand and dream under the stars?
Does TIME expect me to grow up? How UP do I need to be?
Maybe TIME would want me to take my TIME
To sit and eat chocolate chip cookies
Maybe TIME wouldn't care what I do, as long as I'm happy doing it.
Could TIME be a mother whispering affirmations into a sleepy ear with the soothing sound of the TICK TOCK of the CLOCK? Could TIME be waiting? Waiting for everything to
STOP. SIT. SIP. BREATHE. RELISH.
To Say.....What a nice day.
And TIME would agree
A nice day indeed.