facing the beast
Time is a cunt born to terrorize heterosexuals,
homosexuals,
bisexuals,
pansexuals,
asexuals,
and everyone else
in between.
It comes in and sucks the joy out of our fun—
sucks the beauty off our youth—
drains our blood from our veins—
transforms us into something else.
Time is a nostalgic whore that brings back painful
memories; haunts our dreams; waxes our minds; air-dries
our tears; weakens our bones.
We never stay in one place for long because as time
passes, we grow tiresome — tired of our old selves.
Restless...
Enough so that the next time nostalgia comes knocking at
your door with eager anticipation, you respond:
“Hey, hey you! Quit your obnoxious knocking!
I don’t live here anymore.”
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