A time set aside for comfort,
fleece and oats and Woolrich.
But spent watching as koi splashed in latex skin,
struggling to prove that they are koi.
A time set aside for small things moving quickly,
in the glow of the television.
But spent asking, begging, demanding a future that
is not ours. Ours is written.
A time set aside to build a memory that will never leave
may be evicted.