Time is a cruel mistress.

And I find her very hard to please.

So many demons, minutes squashed underfoot.

If then and now so when was the last?

The last time I looked at the animated faces and felt something some would call hope.

The last time I felt I was anything but just new,

Anything to you.

The last time I checked my what must be broken phone for the lifelessness it stares at me with.

I was foolish. My demons, I thought I could tame.

Do you ever wonder if you’re looking at life freeze frame by freeze frame?