To me
Time
Is
A harsh mistress
Just as Robert
Might say of the moon
Time and I
We dance
Sometimes fast
Sometimes
Oh
So
Slowly
When I don’t want her around
She lingers
When I want to linger myself
She calls me away
If I forget about her completely
She disappears
So quickly
Her fickle ways
I will never learn
When I’m feeling contemplative
She climbs inside
My mind
And insists
That everything is happening
All at once
And I know not
If I should believe her
Yes, time is a harsh mistress
But I am stuck with her
And I will love her
’Til the end of my days
