The future arrives
in formidable tense.
A camouflaged conspirator,
morphing into the present,
and then the past.
Days pass slowly
but decades fly.
The future has its
own velocity.
Feral; it won’t
look you in the eye.
We are shaped shifters,
Lives are time-eaters and
tense-changers.
Living like life is true fiction,
dealt a hand that can lie.