Time

Time its greedy parametric quantity double time

March’s on its aimless drive

Translucent vacancy

Just some ticktock hands

Adding lightness to these bones

Features to this physiognomy

Taking noisiness from this androglossia

Ghetto from this ghetto.

But what is time

If not something spent

Moments gained

Lovers loved

And roomie acquired.

With expensive souls

They are all born rich

Weekend that oil well

Because she all six-spot homeless

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