Time is a line
An institution of
Instant regrets
A restless mess
Animals playing chess
Release the vets
Yet there are
Moments to cherish
I like it
Won’t perish
I found my nest
And the next?
Office rules
No regrets
Ride the horse
Or take the train
The horse takes the test
Avoids the pain
Enlighten me
What comes next
Does it come back negative
Look further for clues
Watch life through a lense
I’m learning to choose
Catch a glimpse
Innocence
In other news
The prophet takes a picture
A selfie, exact
The caption says “I got ya”
Though time is a line
Whatever we find
There’s no one to tell the tale
Haunted by declarations
Chased by their texture
Seven trembling ants
On a piece of paper
But time is a line
A restless design
All still and bound
By meagre custodians
With limitless power
Unspeaking silver streams
Demanding a gift shower
Go fetch the next one
Ressources worn thin
Inside the tight skin
The portal is closing
Walls coming in
Waiting, crumbling