Time unravels me

I often mispoke the stench of coat
words hidden in heat of moments
as hidden notes
unable to call on people who are not visible
shadows of ourselves eat us first
and then the misery of becoming it
nature of universe
has no time for ignorance of a fish
cannot teach anyone
already in a bliss
or the one drowned in the ocean
mumbling speech of everything
echo of every life lived
can only be emptied to fill again
time to measure me
takes stock of how well i was all of me
and how i fail to be
all the lives in me.