I
I am a king.
I reign so beautifully in my crumbling throne—
no one raises their voice against me
the sun rises and sets on my domain.
who am I?
I
I crush minutes in my hands
and wash the seconds that remain.
I know you're a debtor
and the years that you owe me are written carefully behind my eyelids.
I haven't forgotten.
who am I?
I
I am wealthy.
I wear a cloak made from lost memories,
I steal away breath to replenish my skin.
and the diamonds I wear sing of the universe.
the night itself pays gold to me.
who am I?
I
I am a voice you can't ignore
even amongst the deepest dreams
or below the waves
if you manage to escape the clouds of my kingdom
you'll still hear me sing:
tick. tick. tick.
who am I?
"YOU ARE A THIEF AND A LIAR. THE INFINITIES IN MY VEINS HAVE NO PLACE BETWEEN YOUR FINGERS."
a/n: fun fact: I wrote this poem around 3 AM because I was up doing homework and was sufficiently angry about all the TIME it took. (get it?) basically I'm tired and school is eating me alive so yeah
