My Obsession With Time

Your sands sieve through my fingers The luxury is mine You watch me around the clock A perfect circle Your all seeing eye. I exist in your omnipresence Hypnotised by your chime You pave my thoughts I trail your steps. Suspended in time I’m but a paratrooper Eavesdropping, Perhaps intruding even Every molecule in me is your synchronisation I was born, I live, and surely I shall die, An you will keep going to face another day Uninterrupted movements An unconstrained flow, forwards, upwards Towards where? I pray you never get there! Because who would be powerful enough to stop your watch? I would split the seconds if I could Until I arrive at an infinitesimal, unquantifiable figure Until the smallest amount, the least of them all stood Would that be you? How do you catch something that never stops moving? Something that comes from all directions, And goes in all directions? It exists in the present, the past and forever And has no starting point and no end. I’m just trying to understand what has been given to me My presence A gift is it? It is said we’re living on borrowed time Why not just be generous and give it away When there's so much of it seemingly with no end? You are just too magnanimous Too illusive But I’m still not satisfied, I know there’s more to you The fast-forward, the rewind, the pause! You’re just playing tricks on us aren't you? How do you stay fresh, moment to moment anew? Man personified you into a clock to give you a face To make you seem a bit more familiar, But you are horror, a ticking time bomb Attacking the future Encouraging change through decay Forging ahead of yesterday without delay Charging forward to tomorrow, Breaking the now Bridging numerous dimensions into infinity To wash us anew with your fabric My existence hanging on this timeline My time zone Winding down to the deadline To the cut-off time The countdown without a glitch And face the countless forevers still to come An infinite memory bank of rich histories A threshold of possibilities still unimagined This is my time, My first and last But you didn’t even flinch Punctual, you are I’m timed out You flip the hourglass