Prose

C'est la vie...

Life goes on, ticking like a clock...

Time keeps moving, people

keep moving, cities never

sleep. Who waits to wallow

in the past, as the future

is only a second away.  

Move on, little man - 

Bigger, better things 

Await..wait, it's too 

late to escape

The bigger, better

fate. Destiny locked

in place...  

Life goes on, ticking

away.  Stop waiting,

watching - unpause

your motionless,

and get your act 

together.  

She's gone, silently

into the night.  Moving

with the people, the

sea in the city, washed

away by the tide

of time, ticking 

into the future - 

to  a bigger, better

fate.