time lapse

have you ever seen

the time lapse

of orange juice left out

for days?

the top turns green

with a thick crust of mold

and it looks like a mountain range of rot.

sometimes i wonder if our world is just a glass of orange juice

left out too long.

the ground beneath our feet is just mold

resting on the turmoil of liquids below.

over time, the liquid sinks,

the mold grows,

our landscape changing forever,

melting and reforming,

a great lava flow of beauty.

a time lapse makes weeks go by in seconds,

a snap of the finger and the orange juice goes bad,

the liquid turns to mold,

the gold turns to lead,

reverse alchemy.

if we sped up the millenia,

turned our world into a time lapse,

would we look like that glass of orange juice?

slowly rotting until

we're just a pile of mold?

will all that is sweet and good

be turned to bitter fungus?

maybe we are already rotting,

too naive too see the juice solidifying,

crumbling beneath our feet.

maybe we can't tell right now,

because our world is so slow.

maybe one day,

we'll be a glass of orange juice,

in a white studio room,

being left to rot under a time lapse,

and watched for entertainment.

the question is,

how many minutes

will our history

be reduced to?

maybe our world will flash by in seconds,

a time lapse watched by aliens in school,

fascinated by our failure.

the world is rotting.

can you see it?