Time

I am the time traveler,

looking back,

unable to act…

yet I wish I could make a change.

I can try to scream, “Stop!  Don’t do it!!!”

But the sound proof memory glass…

And the movie still ends the same.

Close my eyes and jump forward,

try to see what it will be.

But it never is as I think I see.

I hope I can make it viable,

but life’s unknown x-factors

are the only reliable.

All the time I move along,

as the new leaves chill to wilt.

Time as the universe suture,

I drift in the non-stop current,

into the space time future.

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