Times

How many times do we check on time?

How much time will it take?

What time is the right time?

Where does time go?

Time waits for no one.

Rather

Time moves around us.

We swim through it,

And

We forget where we are.

We arrive late where

We thought we ought to go,

Because we were

Timely for where we ought to be.

What hurts more:

The fresh wound

Or

The forgotten scar?

Where do we go

When time takes over our being?

Do we fall into a loop

Like the analog clock?

Or

Do we drift through a sea

As if in an abyss of timelines?

Or

Do we hover and cling to

Frozen to a familiar timezone?

Or

Do we hop, skip, and leap

Across timelines finally free of countdowns?