My time
My time is a rhythm.
A heartbeat.
A breath.
When I run
And my heart pounds
Loud and fast,
My time runs quickly too.
When I sleep,
And my breath is easy,
My rhythm softens.
My time stands still.
Who said,
“It’s ten o’clock!”
And knew what they were saying?
What does ten o’clock feel like?
My tenth breath today?
My tenth heartbeat?
What song are you dancing to?
I am dancing
To a private song.
With a secret rhythm.
Just for me.
When your clock strikes ten,
My song will be over.
A new song will be playing then.