out of time

Out  of time I wanted to be on the gloom outside time puncture a hole in physical, crawled through Was met with grey stillness a sewer of spent time  Also, the time that happened, yet Also, layers of dead time a place where all time had to offer was meaningless Bones of memories, that had been picked clean like brittles Bones in Sahara The hole I had punched began closing But I squeezed through I had to go back to physical time, where it At times rain To live my life out, nothing else made sense