time drowns

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Time flies?
Time drowns!

Where would it fly?
There is no room for it
In the sky.

Instead, it drowns
drowns your reaching hand,
my grandma’s skirt
entire childhoods
late summer breezes, morning freezes
4am silences
diplomas
jealousies, melodies
parks
farts
regrets
and sometimes
the soul
time drowns them all.

I guess if the world is a bathtub
you have to change the water constantly
otherwise it gets too full
and we know clearly
God only keeps Noe
in such cases.

Time flies?
Mmmmmmm doesn’t seem…
Time drowns!
And none of us knows
How to swim.