Consent

I did not choose to set
the clock back in my car
so I secretly drive through the future
but I don’t get very far
Everywhere I stop
it still seems to be now
I was hoping to get beyond this
if I could figure out how.

With body and mind exhausted
so are the possibilities
without fuel to start a fire
this old cold heart may freeze
but seasons seem to change
they don’t require my consent
warmth will return in due time
it is all heaven sent

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