They gnaw at me-
past, present and future.
The present continuous continues to
gnaw at me joining hands with the perfect.
The simple present transformed me to a robot
But the past simple has planted some seeds of valor,
virtue and endurance in my fertile mind.
The simple future haunts me most with its worries
anxieties, hopes, and desires,
I tend to neglect this moment, the now.
The simple past though departed from me,
Left some sweet memories
and I cherish them with the now now.