Yes I am a Timelord
Treading softly through the centuries
Voyeurism My favorite drug of choice
Methadone against the mundane
Yet I hate time
Distrust the past
Avoid the present
Fear the future
Run when I could walk
Walk when I could stand
And shun the company of humans
Likening them to contagion
Except for one
My pond
My river
My foxYes I am a TimelordGiven to talk through sphinx's wordsDefying logical expectation for chanceRisking everything on redSpinning the wheelLetting chance ruleNever a reserveMoving all inNo fallback planGambling against the oddsWagering My very existenceOn a species that have barely learned to walkAnd disappoint each day without exceptionExcept for oneMy pondMy riverMy foxYes I am a TimelordWith a dozen regenerations left behindAnd only Trenzalore awaits my footstepStill heavy with Adams clinging clay Hat slightly tiltedCravat of courseAnd garish plaidsAlways a necessityTo keep persona ever intactTo show the universe invulnerabilityFor My mortality must ever remainHidden from all sentient viewExcept the oneThe pondThe riverThe fox