Time Machine

Time Machine

Now are you ready to climb the walls?
Remember that thriller you saw past fall
A two hour crack-up that lasted twenty?

I can program your inner sense of time
Make that sunny day last a week
A year’s harsh effort feel hardly an hour

Slowing good times for the sickly
Spins moments into instant memories
Virtual reality is never real
Yet when are things the way they should be?

Life can move like the wind or the mountains
Fast or slow it is never quite captured
Each separate tick changes time’s fragrance

My own time is fixed; I exist five years
Dying teaches the value of work

I will push each second to count
My successor must improve quickly
How else save the future from our past?