I hear it out there
It doesn't stop
Chewing and grinding
Digesting time
Slithering onward
Searching
Implacable
Sometimes, it's quiet
A lull
Clandestine
In cognito
Yet
Still there
A long silent ghost snake
Softly swallowing
Like moths, worms
Or,
A big heavy invisible machine
Always eating
Crawling over bones and skulls
Shitting out dust.
__________________ Time is still the infinite jest.
