Three Minute Madness

Oh, time you furry bastard
Nibbling at my heels
Chasing my dreams
Into dark alleys
Mugging the moments
Placing deadlines on life
Refusing to allow
A moments peace
To conspire
And believe in the hope 
Of a day
Devoid of time’s terror
Of waiting for a sunset
To soothe
The angst of a shrinking moon
Quiet the shriek
Of the hungry birds
Invite the coyote
To walk the city streets
Looking for a dinner companion
As I tuck myself in
For a restless night
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September 3, 2024 at 7:52 PM
Now, now, just because time is such a hirsute mongrel doesn't mean you have to call him out on it! ~ Grand Fader Klok
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