Tuesday Poem by Remi Olutimayin

Facing words:
Difficult to hear
Heavy with meaning
Lost interest

I don’t have time to think

Truth tastes odd
Lies taste familiar
Ambivalence is safe

I don’t have time to feel

Weighing moments
Stalling for time
Losing the mood

I don’t have time for time

What do I have?
Nothing I want
Everything I need

To think, to feel, to make time

So now what?
Yours Sincerely