My friend Jordan Winter created a little something that I wanted to share with you guys. Everyone should share themselves! Especially in the name of art.

He calls these words :

TIME CHIME

Just a chime to chill as we spill through this daytime pill.

The toast could be that of the morose.

Slept late, shoes ate, train wait, checkmate.

Step off, I’m boss, don’t cross the moss that grows small cause

you don’t know how hard it’ll make you fall.

By all means allow the beans to rattle round in that skull, no don’t spend too much time on the mull.

React and retract if the course is bleak. Revenge is the chit chattery talk of the weak.

Fate let’s me skate past your plate, deciding to take that bait was a decision to make, but I can’t fake

that I’m

happy just for your sake.

My fingers they tremble towards fist at an opportunity missed, pissed that life’s lessons have made the

impression of a needle in a haystack on your track.

 You know that it’s there but do you really care?

Can’t play scared so might as well be impaired, an attitude shared with far too many in our blue

orbed lair.

I would love to share with you this moment for two, it’s only me and you,

frozen in the second to second glue.