Time is a hungry beast
it devours and consumes
hours, minutes, seconds,
life but a small dry snack
it crushes and smacks its
jaws and smiles smugly
when it finishes its meal.
and when the wafer-thin life
promises terrible and boring
classes and summers and rainy days
Time crawls along slowly and lazily
hotter than fire to make one's eyes
sleepy and drooping and realize
that it will take forever to end
but time is never stagnant, no
matter how slow it crawls
time warps, destroys, spreads wrinkles and
empty promises.
making plans spreads chills
along its spine
puts it in order
but it fights its box
it yawns at the future
Time bites its tail
and encircles conception, growth
and even graves.
Touching everything,
Time's claws grasp
the tumultuous heavens
and sandy barren ground
it swallows oceans and
grinds bones to dust
but without it,
life would dissolve into
empty eternity.