Time.

tick, tick, tick

Confession: more often than not, I find myself in the camp whose chorus is constantly, “Where does the time go?!”

Another confession: I’m working on my relationship with time. And that’s a story for, well, another time.

Here’s a new piece. It’s one that can be read from beginning to end and/or end to beginning.

I invite you to listen to me read it aloud below to soak in the cadence of time.

time

goes

tick tick tick

in my chest

in my throat.

the woz-time continuum,

broken.

can it heal?

Is there enough?

please don’t kill it.

tick tick tick

move!

faster.

look back? miss it.

look forward? miss it.

don’t stop.

don’t stare.

move it. or miss it.

tick tick tick

catch my breath.

hold it,

don’t lose it.

hold it tighter.

blue,

i think that’s called

depression.

tick tick tick

breathe in. breathe out.

catch. release.

the alarm goes off. it actually goes on.

don’t look back. don’t look forward.

don’t forget to breathe.

tick tick tick

goes

time.