Europa's Space Of Poetry

one hour can feel like a long time; especially when that hour isn’t mine. why do time operate in this manner? when it’s no fun, it slows up; when fun is there, time move faster! it is weird; at this point time is either far off or really near… although, what we do with it may be just random; learning to manipulate it, I don’t think I could fathom. experience is a gift; not something you could just sift; simply time was created a bonding agent to persist…