Gone Is My Time Poem by Etienne Charilaou

I do not wish for time to stand still unless it be for love's sake.
How proud I am; O how proud!
I think I'm so clever!
Gathered: odd, unusual, strange, distorted images - a tangle of desires.
The folly of my time-wasting!
I should fear.
Shall I find, will I know…one day?
A gaze at the time display - jarring.
Time is bald-faced, simple, dull, doltish, brutish and honest.
I hope I learn before it's too late!
In a way, it is already.
Fool! Be honest.