WASTE OF TIME

There’s a great white bird,
Nesting in the word time, a consecutive
Loss of past historic,
And some surplus of fleetingness.

Other words interweave
In the word time, of the same stock:
The slow, perpetual sea, and its fathomless
Wearing away, fate ever wandering,
And the astronomic light gap.

The one strategy best poised to defeat time
Is to be able to waste it, and go unpunished.