STOP BEING SUCH A FUCKING GREAT TIME TRAVELLER (An Original Poem)

see how you break
like we all do
when times spent dancing in the past
are no longer enough

and the bright souls
of the future give us the smallest sense
of their wishes
we can listen to.

we can awaken to that past
and the future that walks beside us

now

but, that’s our only option

all these non-real
elements of time
we glue to the wall
and make us tick away
into dust

we wait
until infinity
bestows her wishes.

and we live
with this element
instead

the time we make
and feel
and see

not the time
that keeps us trapped.