One man I am,

And with that,

I only have so much time,

And I spend it,

With those I want to—

Those I love.

Time it seems,

Flows too fast,

Too slow,

And never there when we—

When we want to have it.

I can see,

Often,

Spinning in front of me,

How time is slipping,

Outcomes,

Dripping across my neural net—

And that it’s running,

And lateness comes,

For even the most prepared.

You think you’ll get there,

By this time,

Or that.

But lateness,

Or earliness—

But too much so,

And, in the end,

You won’t arrive,

When you wanted,

Breezing in—

But—

I tell you this,

And I tell it from truth,

Own your lateness,

Walk in,

Utterly calm,

Or your lateness,

Will forever,

Own you.

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Special thanks to: Melissa Potter

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