Time
That ever elusive continuum
Which one thinks shall be, is suddenly now, and then has been already
Consistent, precise, and measurable
Beware the charlatan
Who sprints and creeps with equal ease
Lunged after but never held
You escaped once more
And then dispersed like the morning mist
Insensitive, indifferent and undeterred
Unconcerned about pain or pleasure
Rude and fickle and frugal
Friend or foe
Is it worth asking
What are you to me?
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