My latest poem

I call it The Philosophy of Time, enjoy.

The days are long,
even longer than the years.
Killing time is tough,
recalling yet an instant disappear.
Allow me to count the seconds distinct,
money in the hands of a cautious cashier;
attempts yet so foolish when considered,
keeping time for moments so dear.
Keg of beer, O keg of good cheer,
ever a companion,
the friend without peer.

My latest and last poem for a long, long time. It's not hard to see why. ;)