Rhythm

Rhythm, the speed at which we tick.

Most people keep a fairly steady pace, fast as children, slower as adults, slower still as they age and then stopping.

They tick at their own rate and, as their hearts are still new, find themselves attracted to those with different rhythms to their own - new dances.

But, as they spend time with each other, ticking, and need to depend or wait on one another, the miss-match between them jars.

They are fixed as they are at that stage of their life.

Their mates are too stressfully buzzing about or too slowly dragging them down.

Dancing to 2 or 3 rhythms is too hard and people grow tired of their lover's tiresome steps.

Some of us have clocks that shift and drift with the wind and time and waves

We do the rhythm of the waltz or polka and some of us just love to tango

- some of us just love to can-can and do the fucking pogo!