time feels like its going by so quickly and so slowly
seconds turn into minutes turn into hours turn into days turn into weeks turn into months turn into years

sometimes all i can feel are the seconds
sometimes all i want is the years

sometimes the weeks fly by
and the days pass by like a lazy bird slowly soaring in the sky

Stone is still
Water moves

Water runs over stone
Stone remains still

Water rages

Water rushes over stone
Pushing
     Pushing
         Pushing

Stone remains unmoving

Water stills
It cannot move the stone, so it stops trying

Water resigns itself to dripping

Water drips
Drips
Drips
Drips on stone

Stone remains unchanging

Drip
Drip
Drip-

But then
Over time
Water creates a dent in stone

Stone, although stubborn
Molds to water’s drips

And the two form art

Gooey remains
Of a genius’ brains
Rot inside my head
All is not lost, it is gained

Let it fester and ferment
Filling up my vision
with vibrant, vivacious victory
I finally feel free

peace is slowing your pace
purposefully prolonging the pitter patter
of your feet on the pavement
peering up at the pretty, pale illumination

sick
sick
sick

I feel it

drip
drip
dr
    i
    p

I feel it

on the back
of my throat

is there a cure?
or is this just how I am?

the sun shines through her skin
illuminating her bones

who'd have thought she could be so understood?

make the night last with dancing
because we grew young here