Time Talks

Time became an invariably dense object that I could not manipulate. I walked backwards. I thought Time would follow. I forged ahead. Time marched in place and then laughed at my attempt.

Time says, “Buy a canvas. Cover it with everything you think I am.”
I reply, “Haven’t I already?”
Time answers, “no.”
I do not understand.
Time unveils me, “I think you love me too much.”
I assure him, “I love all your minutes…and everyone else’s.”

Time frowns and asks, “…and yours?”

3 thoughts on “Time Talks

      1. There is some revelation in all these pieces for sure.. can feel it. Hope one person at a perfect time will lend you the ears and all also their time. Smile till then.

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