I have not.

I have not the time for words.
I have not the time for hurt.
I was bad enough
without the sword of Damocles
glinting in the firelight.

I have not the time for violence.
I have not the time for tears.
I was frenetic enough
in the early days
when bodies were fresh and clean.

I have not the time for regrets.
I have not the time for love.
I was disdainful enough
in my bitter shell
when I thought I had forever.

But I have time for thought.
I have time for thought.
I have all the time left
in the universe
for thought.

Please, let this not be.