Space Time

Time swept into the bar, her features plain
She wondered why she had been called
At this particular moment
‘Do you have anything for me?’ she asked
But no one answered.

Time looked uneasy – she had expected more
The barstool didn’t seem quite so firm
She stretched an arm along the length of the bar
But still the swaying continued
Time drew a breath – ‘It won’t be long now’ she thought.

Then Space approached,
His black features filled the vacuum
Time was glad to see him
Space gave her his news
- he was just passing the day with her, that was all.

When Space left, Time was alone once more
She checked the text messages on her phone
Then she saw the man taking notes,
There were two of them, up on the balcony
Time didn’t like to be noticed
So she flipped the phone shut,
jumped off the stool on which she had sat
and raised a finger to signal ‘goodbye’.

’I’m not sure what just happened’
Said the first Observer to the second.
Time had seemed to stop for a moment,
The second Observer was still engrossed in his studies
Painting a pretty picture
The pretty girl didn’t notice.

When time returned, she looked more relaxed
Still the barriers were in place,
But the walk was obviously part of her ritual,
The first Observer thought she looked lonely
Although she had gone out of her way not to be noticed

She was quite a striking figure,
Monotone in a world of colour
She wore no make-up
She caught no one’s eye
Like a sketch waiting for the painter
To complete the work and make her whole

Finally, the observers had completed their work
Time had gone, she was no longer in vision,
The second observer collected together his notes
He had all the information he needed
They both walked down the spiral staircase

But, upon leaving the bar,
The second observer saw Time,
She had a secret hiding place,
A seat outside of view,
A place were she couldn’t be observed from the heavens

And, as the second observer left,
She caught his eye
And in that brief moment,
He noticed the connection
And paused to consider
What it was about her
That had made him
Notice her
Sitting
Still.

Space Time

RichardMarx

Joined January 2008

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