i see time. i see how time acts in the joints. how time makes us look like time has passed, a lot of time. how time will see us when we're old. i see the slogans for time and change and time and change elude us. we could be the elision time needs to join things. our innocence we thought we left behind could merge like this, when that pandemic hits home. we are confused when we're honest about time and we've changed we don't know how we've changed. something tells us we're repeating ourselves. we can say we believe we can leave this place better than we found it. it would be so easy to believe.