I hate you, time.
\nI can\u2019t touch you.
\nI can\u2019t embrace you.
\nWhat do you taste like?
\nWhy won\u2019t you talk to me?
\nAre you a form of music?
\nAre you the dance inside me?
\nAre you a ghost
\nthat stands behind me?
\nThe simulacrum in a mirror
\nthat never answers back?<\/p>\n
I need you, time,
\nto answer my hunger.
\nI need you, time,
\nto comfort my mortality.
\nI need you, time, to mend.
\nTo find people I must find
\nso I can love them
\nbefore I die.
\nI need you, time,
\nfor one last kiss.
\nFor one last swim in the ocean.<\/p>\n
I need you, time,
\nto see where the tracks go.
\nWhere the dead are living.
\nWhere God takes a nap.
\nI need you, time,
\nto remember things.
\nMost. Most.
\nTo save who I love.
\nI need you, time,
\nto talk to me.
\nA special moment
\nbefore I disappear
\nand let you go on in peace.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I hate you, time. I can\u2019t touch you. I can\u2019t embrace you. What do you taste like? Why won\u2019t you talk to me? Are you…<\/p>\n