March 3, 2005

I know this nightmare soon will pass

although right now it laughs and lasts

I’m feeling like a tired clock

ticking painful tocks

                                                                           pleading with time to heal me

bleeding seconds in shock

my dreams, they hide in a faraway place

time stands between them and me in this case

the ticking is sticking

& skipping inside of me

slowly & silently

spinning me violently

take me away on your slow motion train

inching my way toward the day I am sane

I’m ripping apart at my hand-stitched seams

and everything in me now coils and screams

although my foe the secondhand seems

eventually time will be catching me dreams

 

 

Do not be afraid of moving slowly…

be afraid of standing still

-Chinese Proverb

 

 

 

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