The Fly Life

Time robs me.
It waits out
Steaks out
until my every move
is predictable
Not unlike the calendar that
Maya made of stone
and trial and error.
For if it was up to me
I would have never
left you alone.

When you feel the world
Closing in on you
And to stop it
There's nothing you can do

Time lies to me
tells me to move forward,
against my will.
But my will
moves forward,
with you by my side.

Just call my name
I'll come running
No matter where I am