Of all the entities
Of all the enigmas man has dared to control
Time is the one that must not be
For you are not Time's boss
You are not Time's friend
You were not even Time's acquaintance
Since before you knew Time
You were staring at her door
Nervous, shaking, and naked
Wondering what an experience like this would be like
And you were not standing
You were on your knees
Panting heavily and blinking like a spastic young boy
And then Time opened her door
AND YOU STILL DID NOT STAND
You fell to the ground, now on your hands as well as your knees
Looking first at her boots
Black, slick leather boots
Before she dug her heel into your head and you looked down again
She put a leash on you and lead you into her room
And you stared at the blush red carpet
Smelling sweat and sweet rose
Wondering if you'd ever step out of the room again
And Time lead you to her bed, where she sat, and you crawled
Were you her bitch?
Were you her pet?
Were you even anything at all compared to her?
Time was buxom
Time was cruel
Time was the kind of woman who would spit on your lips to make you shut up
And when you thought she wasn't looking you would lick your lips
And proclaim to yourself that it tasted of honey
That was when she was most satisfied
So she let you touch your lips to her boots
And she told you to kiss
And you kissed her toes
And you kissed her shins
And you kissed her knees
And you kisses her thighs
And you kissed her cunt
And you kissed her navel
And you kissed her breasts
And you kissed her neck
BUT YOU DID NOT DARE KISS HER LIPS
YOU DID NOT DARE IMAGINE BEING EQUAL TO HER
AND YOU STILL DID NOT STAND
But as she let you touch your lips to her neck
You could swear you could taste her blood
You could swear she was vulnerable
You could swear this woman never tormented you at all
So you think about it
You remember that she let you enter the room
And you were never going to leave
You never wanted to leave
You had Time and she had you
She siezed your leash, but you held her by your neck
And it was never because you were the boss of her
But because you had something visceral with Time
Something that was dirty and real
And when it hit you what you had
You stood
And you kissed her lips