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letra de seize in caesium - allone (usa)

been avoiding the mattress, try to live life tireless
instability, no traction, slide and skid when tireless
i suggest cleaning up my act
as i’m a mess
maybe don’t have an “act” to clean
be yourself, don’t be quite as stressed!
every morning when i get dressed
and face the day
inquire, stretching “hey, what time is it?”
sigh reminded i can make the statement
“although there’s life in it, time is death”
i take a great lungful of air
fear with no comfort aware it all fades away

someone out there will make the claim
“we have forever and a day,”
but we’re forever getting chased
by our ending day
at a neck breaking pace
its a breath taking fate
and it’s several steps away!
i’m less afraid of
attenuating
progressive age
heaven’s gates
or devil snakes
and more petrified
of when i’ve left my life
i never lead my life
and let my life get defined
as collected waste
and never paved a legacy i left behind
to justify the months that i took up sp-ce

watch an atomic clock go on and on
yet it never stays, nervousness, i stress and say
“i’m in a deficit and i’ve got debts to pay.”
i listen to my pocket watches’ mocking “tock”
definitely set to detonate
chronological bomb, but all in all
life is not so hard, walk along
decorate it with the friends you make
“box of chocolates” forrest thought
life is sweet
we are t–th, (we enjoy it then decay)
but i’m alarmed, life’s a wonka bar
some got tickets: the rest just ate
incessant ticking and in my restless days
i long for eternity, like a resting 8
but there would be no urgency
with time in an arrested state
if seeking elysium, see that “seize” is in
“caesium atom”s phonetics arranged
see us up and at em searching for peace
certainty and ease
certainly uneasy
sure it’s brief
but life is worthwhile
i’ll rest my case

but i’ll wrestle with this evidence displayed
like:
“the value of anything ever gained
is directly related to the effort made to attain it”
consider the rich of you of lesser strain
who only see your silver spoon of special grade
as an instrument or tool in a leisure state
but those whose homes are tenant based
in section 8 attending grades at an inner city school
feeling miniscule would then be grateful
to p-wn that for a little food
see how the perspective changed?

the minutes and seconds
we’re given are precious
presented with a finishing end
that is set in stone
is a fitting attempt
at a grave memo
to optimize life and accept that we’re blessed so
i’ll consider the grandfather clock’s pendulum a metronome
supplying a rhythm
for my life decisions
to rhyme right against it
wow, when that metaphor mind state’s depicted
…i could start to like all the ticking

as father time in a quantum court decides
the quandary of slovenly squandered life
the qualms with sloth qualifies as chrono-crimes
he’;; calmly wipe his minute hands across his eyes
quartz watch design-framed face cauterized cogs combine
roman numeral columns bind we columbine
and he’ll chuckle as he’ll watch us die
drowning fast in an hourgl-ss pitcher
picture our quicksand it is dripping
struggling in intangible physics
cement in which we’re frantically fishing
rubbing this hurricane lantern persistently
counting back and wishing desperately
to rewind this lamp/urn cistern of sediment
no b-ttons, we’re not on the set of cl!ck
getting younger, like we’re benjamin
but indeed, we’d be behind in a sense
indebted to our age as we’re wiser and better
experience fortifies until time has us rendered
senile and decrepit
alzheimer’s // dementia all types of ineptness
i hope i’m immortalizing benevolence
successfully providing my genesis
given guidance and lessened
hurt, shed a light with my lessons
perhaps be effectively resurrected
survived through the memory
of an audience member
and then kept alive through my lectures

einstein addressed it
despite a finite perspective
of a pint sized
pie slice percentage
“time flies” it’s said
that timeline
skyline is endless
the minds eye’s intense:
hindsight presents
highlights remembered
(prime time events
where the lime light was shed and
the lifelike blight recollected
fight nights regretted)
no eternal sunshine experiments
for your crimes or cryogenic
sci fi inventions
for the right price invested
just a lifeline that’s ending
with the twilight of death
irate, mesmerized
“there’s no time” “it’s depressing”

i write, memorized:

“there’s no time like the present”

time’s of the essence
there’s no time like the present
alright, repet-tive!
but i’m terrified that i might forget it
time’s of the essence
there’s no time like the present!
starving for a taste of life:
i’d like some seconds…

- allone usa

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