Time Lock

I don’t know what a time lock is.
I could look it up. I could guess.
Seems obvious. But if you had to ask,
and someone did, I don’t know.
This sculpture is called “time lock”
and it’s vertical, not horizontal,
so, given the context of trauma
displacement, injustice, racism, war,
and personal disappointment,
what would that mean? How do you,
yes you (that’s me), interpret it?
And I think we can agree,
that is not a work-appropriate question.
I want to say “I don’t know what a time lock is”
but I say “interpreting art is not really my
really my really my really my really my
and that goes on until someone
shows mercy but what I mean is
“I don’t know what a time lock is,
in the first place,
actually, so.”
As I have plainly stated here. 
So that is what I’m saying,
and that is what I mean,
but neither is what I’m thinking
which is:

What would Buckminster Fuller

Watch on YouTube?

God I hate to imagine

Which is relevant in the sense 

that I think “time lock” meant

something specific to him

which is different 

from what it’s starting to mean to me

which is rooting this musing

in my moment, an anti-timeless

impulse that locks me in,

January 23, 2026,

no future, all past,

date me like a letter,

I don't care.

Do we all feel it?

A slab of marble saying

STOP

time lock looming vertically

and then what