Time And You Poem by RIC BASTASA

time escapes
your notice

7 turns to 9
and then 1
and you find
yourself in the
middle of
darkness
it is 3 am and
you thought
you were still in
a dreamy 5

inwardly
nothing changes
there is no clock
in feelings

which misleads
you into
thinking that
you are not
human

wrinkled hands
memories forgotten
aching joints
failing sight

time hands you
the wisdom of
death

the silent exit
unto the other wall
where no one knows you
and you know no one

you escape time
and it did not notice
you either.