Time reigns it smacks you in the face and it scrambles up your brains until you think you've had enough but you need a little more so you hang on to the second hand as it sweeps across the pool hall floor and the hour glass is halfway full so you pull a face but that's no good, you can't see the forest for the wood and you can't cut it down. Time laughs and laughs at you, the clown and the clock spins on in the Circus reminds us we're mortal but made of more than flesh and bone that gave a home to the time invader the raider that loots the hours from our day. One day he'll pay but not before we do. we who are stuck in the seconds that turn and bump in the minutes and bring us to a final conclusion where time being fused in the time we have used and any time we had left we had no time for that.
I put on a coat and an old trilby hat pretend I'm a spy but time has his eye on me time stands and spies on me what irony.