Time Lies

I have no substance,

you may never clearly examine me.

for I am time, having infinite depth without vanity.

You can measure me, tick toc, tick toc;

But really, who’s the ninny that invented that silly clock?

I care not for you, or your purposes.

I seek only to indulge my own.

Unending as it were.

Politely, long after you have gone.

So throw off your understanding of me,

for none of it is true.

You have been expertly, and soundlessly, lied too.

Think of it as a retched gift,

from me, to you.

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