Time: you lost it now, now, now...

Time is absolute,it does not fish in flowing waters alike our moods. It does not love you or hate, it dies when born and incarnates the very second, it is stupid to think about time as you loose it when you think, no action can be important "at a time", as nothing is important to time than itself, it neither awes at your actions nor does it stifle your ambitions. Time is indivisible, it exists in its entirity, even as you name it, write it, say it, it dies and is reborn. Even if you conquer it, you lose what you simply gained; time!

You read the above, you lost it, you did not, you still loose it.

My Staccato

I sway as i type to this rhythm
I close and sway my eyelids along
I dream with my eyes open
Lest I miss reality

I do not feel the seconds passing by
I don't feel the burning beat in my heart
I do not feel the heat in my skin
I see my past,
for i know not any other
it has been a dream
What was it about?
How did it become?
Why i see it as a dream i know not,
But it has been what it has
So be it.

I feel cocaine retreating
I feel liquor flowing
I feel the fumes enabling me to breathe
doors close and open
Windows move on, they rest not
So be it.

I want to make a void and live aplenty there.
I want to write on no one
I savour not time
I do not count moments by time
I count them with me
So i will.

YOU were not there before
YOU will not be after
This is your chance for you to be YOU
Take it or surrender
So you shall.