24 September 2012
I browse through names I used to know
Now our connection is cold as snow
Not their fault
Nor is it mine
Just happens
Just like time.
Because time just happens
Not for you not for me
Not for the stars the moon or even the sea
It is more certain than death
More likely than breathes
It is always and never
A paradox of equivalent beings
Paradoxly clever.
Dont count it because its always the same
Passing at you the same rate as it came
Time. . . _ _ _ . . .
Time S.O.S • Opuss № I