I am taking some me time
which is no time to take time,
time takes this seriously.

The zenith and nadir are
somewhere
but not here,
near quite possibly,
but I cannot see.

There is the rise and the fall
and some call out beware,
some pretend that it doesn't
exist,

though the thought persists in me
I can't take it seriously
unlike time
I am not
a straight time,
I meander and wander to
waste and I squander,
taking some me time
not my time
goodbye time.