You are the rabbit in my head,

the one that demands that Time

is always against me, that Time

is the ogre, the Fagin of the day, pinching

without being noticed and offering

the stolen seconds to

the procrastinator,

the bully boy side step

of borrowed minutes

in ragged top hat and

the pitbull of days,

snarling as it returns the wallet

full of I.O.U.s which

cannot be redeemed.

 

You are The Cheshire Cat

smiling at me as the Rabbit

taps his fob watch