I wish this cliff could kill some time

Dave V.W.

Time blows by me like summer wind,

So humid and thick.

But no matter how thick it gets

If I can breathe it I can’t grab it.

So I stand ten feet from a cliff

Hoping that if I run, and leap,

SCREAM at my selfishness and kick

At my last chance to have it,

I might take myself

For that flailing ignorant trip.

But from the first leg off the cliff

I must’ve screamed ‘ignorance is bliss!’

Ignorant people tell me ‘time is endless,

Turn your time to thrills,

Either there is no time to move

Or not enough to stay still’.

I said ‘either way I wish

I had some time to kill’.

But time is immortal and endless,

So we can’t kill it by any measure.

That’s why I’m looking up the cliff

Instead of down it’s still figure.

I’ve never seen anything grow

As fast as this cliff did

But I had some time to think

And I said ‘tombstones have no thought

And come on ignorance is bliss.

So who says time can’t be killed?

You just have to make a sacrifice

And kick your leg off the cliff.

And I did.