foretelling the answer of time

time keeps on ticking

into a future we are craving

dimes keep on clicking

into a new suture, does time

heal everything? the future will say say

no games

there were those brown calming eyes,

that jeopardized the beast in me,

to prey or to lay, so i prayed,

and laid my soul to bare;

scared because i have

paid this fare before

but these cards

arent like the last ones

before. this time

all cards

are on the table

theres no score

just us at the table

laughing to the

core.