time became so heavy

but I would push the minute
hand down and down

if I could possibly lift
anything so heavy. But I
am tired from
the way I have been

carrying the days
that Chronos refuses
to lift on his own.
And my back
is so small. There was
so little surface area

to begin with

when all of this
began. But the days

won’t seem to crush me,
and all of the zodiac
finds that hilarious
as it hoards the constellations

the same way I used to
hold time in my hands.