things I have been thinking about
This Time
This is another different time,
another waking moment where,
when I look with pointed, watery eyes,
everything is still very much drowning in sleep.
This is not just any other time,
like the neverendingclock in the wheel,
it’s not quite quiet or make believe real,
not quite,
doesn’t have that soul-like feel.
It’s like the everendingwheel in the clock,
as I seek again to again, back to back,
tick, tick, tock.
another waking moment where,
when I look with pointed, watery eyes,
everything is still very much drowning in sleep.
This is not just any other time,
like the neverendingclock in the wheel,
it’s not quite quiet or make believe real,
not quite,
doesn’t have that soul-like feel.
It’s like the everendingwheel in the clock,
as I seek again to again, back to back,
tick, tick, tock.
