poem of the day March 13

I was sitting here

wasting time

thinking about the

flow of endless minutes

when I stumbled upon

the timeless question

Is there more time? 

Another time?

A different time

ticking out there?

A parallel time? 

An anti-time

tocking each second

just out of reach 

in some far away 

hard to wind universe?

And if there are other times

Can one jump from time to time

within the musings of their minds?