Ruminations on Time

The tedium of each day Silently withers me away The unforgiving clock Hacks at time With each passing second That won't come back Not even boredom Can this relentless march Ground to a halt Dazed and lost I look at my past Aged photographs Yellowed and dusty Fragmented shards of self Memories of a me I don't recognise anymore I fall to my knees And pray to whatever is out there for the present to freeze Encapsulated instants of now, of being present and aware Feeling and living each minute Nothing wasted Longing and fear are the two sides of my toxic relationship with the future let me rest for a moment we'll return to the continuum eventually