until I'm empty: short poems

time

time // measuring

i have
unconsciously
started to measure time
in moments
instead of minutes

i used to have
24 hours
now i have
three moments
on a good day

time // travel

i travel through time
a lot

i do not
necessarily
want to, but
my mind is a time machine
that i cannot control

time // a little too long

sometimes i close my eyes
for a little too long
i think i have lost
years of my life
that way

time // waste

but
maybe we're meant to waste our time
(and not feel guilty for every lost second)

time // value

time could very well be
my most valuable possession
but it's always the easiest one
to steal