Time Society Fast Slow Race Construction Instruction Restraint Neurotic

Tick Tock

Ticking in Time,

Endlessly spilling

And filling

The constructions

Of Society,

Keeping in place

All the neurotic

Behaviour of 

The world.

 

Spinning forever

And never at once,

Always too fast

Or too slow,

Never able 

To catch up

Or keep

Pace,

Always needing to

Race.

 

What does it matter?

We're dust in the end.

And yet we all try

And try to defend

The self-restraints

And constructions

Of societal instruction,

The need to categorize

And place

Ourselves.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Was bored at work and this came out.