The world turns too fast for me to see;
Light chases shadow chases light
Sliding patterns and snapshots of time
Too many to catalog
So here in this fluid moment of time
well wishes all around but not yours
conspicuous by its absence
And this is enough
You were an inadvertant pickpocket
Stole this small part of me
you didn’t know and didn’t want it
No collector of bagatelles
I’ll return the favor – filch it back
In the interests of security
Behind this facade, lock it away
Never to be taken again.
I’ve been there before 😦