The Hourglass

The hourglass has flipped.

Time is running backwards.

Scratched skips and corroded static.

Records never last.

Spinning lights, revolving nausea.

Blurred in glitter and faded in night.

When why's are gone;

Nothing can be found.

A mind when broken;

Only holds sand.

The hourglass has cracked.

Time is running out.