Lost To The Sink
This is the last of my pretty short backlog so once again things are back to being up to date in regards to art and writings I was meaning to share here(done by myself and others in regards to that art). This is a simple poem about lost time, something that feels like it’s only accumulating faster and faster.
Lost To The Sink
I think I’ve lost time and I don’t know where it went
I didn’t realize just how much of it I’ve spent
How distracted I got trying to get by day by day
That I let plenty of it just slip away
And so I look and see just how much of it has passed
Looking backwards and forwards to see what’s lost and are left aghast
At trying to figure where all the time and years go
But that’s an answer you can’t keep enough track of to know
For time sinks where it will and does what it wants
And the clocks and the calendars will show that and continue to taunt