Time is Flying By

Time is flying by

like the wicked witch of the west

flying on her broomstick

with Toto clawing at her dress.

Time trots down one of those yellow brick roads

it swerves, curves, gallops, leaps,

sings, skips, and dances with its feet.

It meets the intersection of 2 roads

and picks a path

knowing it will only lead

to that Great Gatsby green Emerald City.

Lovely Time lets that Eames clock keep ticking

those screws, wires, motors,

nails, keep turning.

All you have to do is let them swirl

swivel

 twist

and you’ll touch that Great Gatsby neon green light

that twinkles in the nearby bliss.

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