Time Tide

Time Tide

In the end nothing is relevant but the how of our choice,

Not the what or the when or the circumstance, but the contemplation 

Flowing in the indifferent witness of time

Time is a melted tide

A substance that maneuvers births and suicides itself

Every moment we churn the arrogance to grasp at the sides

Of an intention to impede or propel and all of the angles

Are prison cells waiting and motor cross salvos sailing

Into open canyons with explosive conclusions gaseous

Environments igniting in these midnights expanding

Like a cloak to the rope around our neck instead of our waists

As we jumped too soon screaming for our replicated self to wait

The mirror backwards us there on the crest of finally seeing

There is no being, there is no correlated argument to be made

Time is an objective voyeur and we can not play destroyer

Or fan boy or stake holder or incremental confidant

Time can give nothing resembling gratitude or satiation

Of our physical emancipation from all these laws we have

Decreed for own kingdom, gender bending impediments

Of the way we wish our world would have seen them

Today and nothing, yesterday is slopped and coming clean

For a boomerang dream haunting in the crossing of where

Colors may have streaked out and arched and in the breach

Breaking on the curvature of the length of our speech

To reach back there on the cusp of altering the spare tire regrets

Kept in the trunk of all the traveled suns to set, speaking in tones

That fret over what was for no reason other than the definition

Of stupidity knocking us dumb as that boomerang thought

Angles to run smack into our expecting face, knowing the answer

Knowing the pace of time’s contribution to our present movements

All of it melted ice cream on a sidewalk dropped child’s scream

Nothing can be done but moving on investing in other salvations

And other pounds of man and flesh and bone and dress

These days in other faiths than time for surely she holds no answers

Only the mirage of purpose to comprise a rational for the random

An order for the mathematics of free will and science confounding

The hopeful with a doubt cap full pious sacrosanct hour glass measuring

The castles in the sand melting under and inexorable tide