David Taylor - Time to Chew

A rhythmic thing you must agree.
Elastic like chewing gum.
Oh and it gets everywhere.
Even in my dreams.
Unyielding, it won’t wait up for me.
Brings to mind “inexorably”
Are you really so relentless?
Are you set, hell bent, on reaching some end?
Will you destroy everything that rises?
Do I exist in all time now?
Or is each second eked out and apportioned to me, one by one?
But from where would each one come?

Is there some great warehouse
With a store of seconds to issue forth
In a constant stream of deliveries to the universe?
How many seconds are left
Before the warehouse is bereft
of any more to issue through its door?
And do I care,
is time my master?
Or do I chew it until it’s lost its flavour?

David Taylor

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