Setting Back The Clocks

I don’t want

to do it.

I weary of man

made holographs.

Images that

aren’t really there.

Like the past.

Screw it.

A parlor game.

An interesting talking

point,

but nothing worth

going back to

live again

and even if I could

the message

remains the same.

The new time

out ahead

is far more

captivating, far

more infatuating

than those hours

hanging in the closet,

worn and washed

so many times

they’re ready for

Goodwill.

Save your time

for someone else.

I’ll spend mine.