Most people would ask you for more wishes.
but I just want time from you.
Turn my arms into sundials and help me
make a forever out of seconds.
I want eternity in a manner of years.
a death alive and a wakeful sleep
chase the “weak” from under my fingernails
I will scratch the haze from my skin like scabs and old scales
I’ll stop hypnotizing failure into the mirror
make manna of motivation and move.