Time,
it drifts away;
oh, so perfectly.
Insidious in design,
the trap is set
for those that find
solace and love inside
the parentheses of their lives.
The torment drags it out
and stretches an hour long.
One night becomes a lifetime,
for the haunted,
for the hunted.
The Blessed are given wings
and a year has a chance to fly.
The hourglass opens wide
and soon we’re saying good-bye.
Why is life
always a war with time?
Why is love such a tragedy?
Hope is something strong,
made of brittle people,
but we continue on.
Time is a perfect trap.
Caught in the hourglass.
HG – 2019
