Time is like a gnat

Time is zipping by
so fast!
Like a little gnat that zigs
and zags
in front of my face,
daring me to catch it,
to smack it,
to squish it.

But I can't catch time,
can't slow it down,
can't squish it into what I want it to be.

All I can do is try
to keep up,
keep breathing,
keep hoping that
eventually
time and I
will fall into an easy
breezy
not-so-wheezy
rhythm
again.