Time

The photo above was my entry for the Single Frame Stories last week. The prompt for the story was "time". I was thinking of Bukowoski's poem air and light and time and space: 

no baby, if you’re going to create

you’re going to create whether you work

16 hours a day in a coal mine...

baby, air and light and time and space

have nothing to do with it

and don’t create anything

except maybe a longer life to find

new excuses

for.