Those times

These are those times.

Looking now at the stills

but feeling

more like it is movies.

What is this animation

when it feels like a movie?

How did I get

from action to audience?

From an earlier then,

wanting time to go faster

for time to be

just breezing by

without any pace.

So when I was very young

in time, I wanted a watch

to get some place on time.

Later in life,

I wore a watch to be somebody

who needed to be on time.

Much later in life,

I have a watch

and wonder why.

Upon further review,

there was the demander of time

then the collaborator with time

and then

the multitasking magician in time

and in some strange way,

the trickster of time

followed by the classic joker

with time.

And some how, interspersed

between all those times,

there has been

the mirage of time,

the incessant nagger by time,

the grand insistent

nuisance of time,

the damn unceasing noisiness

with time,

the blaring nonsense

of keeping in time,

and the eventual and apparent

nothing to do with time.

Like an unrelenting

flypaper entanglement,

these are some of those,

the timely more or less of . . . .

those times.