Time

It has been 100 years, and no time at all since we moved here.

I’m not sure which is worse

But I know neither is better.

I want time to move faster, to get out of the way.

While not moving at all so I can take in the precious good moments

But also to go back. Redo some of it. Make up for what was lost.

The universe has made it abundantly clear that is dosent care what I want.

As it moves on in its indistinguishable pace.

But what of the ones lost, in time, in thought, in a dream?