time measured between the ticking of a clock
each second
a perfect mirror of the last
but time itself
and here is the "what if"
what if time is actually something
more on the nature of fluid
within an ocean or sea of thought
and we see
we look and say one second
is the same as another
but what if two seconds ago,
that second held 20 buckets of time
while this second
this very second
holds only 2?
(i can easily tell you that my time in school
was four times the length that doesn't see a classroom)
because we are measuring something we CAN'T SEE
quantifying something we can't count
and you have to understand
that the only point
is the depth of quiet you can find
when staring at a single percentage
of exponentially dancing inscecurities
what "time" it occupies unlimited
the life we hold there
real
what if in this next hour
i get an ocean of time to swim my thought
perversely home
in our mostly 2 bucket time
what if we have never seen a flood
what if the flood is coming
would you know by the tick of a second....a tool created to measure space
the anti-thesis of wrong, we still live according to the clock
birthed to throw our love
on coals of seed
to admit time is fluid would be to admit
thirst
is also
real
and that some die of it
long before the moon sets
on thundering graves
our worlds are nothing more than what we believe
the aspect of lonely
given the tireless answer
to always being right