The Time I Am
what is time after
all how do we know it is it the clock on the kitchen wall
the mirror mirror
mirror on the wall can we see time feel it
i have heard we
become aware that time has passed when we see people on TV
and we see they have
aged our children have grown our pets have died of old age
i look out across
the mesa see the mountains the sky
all looks the
same as if under water or trapped in resin
there is silence in
the room everyone i know is gone alone
everything has been
in anticipation of this moment time is killing me... and you
yet i wear a watch
on my arm to measure it's passage it is something
that cannot be
escaped trapped in time for as long as i am
February 27, 2015
5 comments:
To be trapped alone.. what a sad situation annell .. time is a harsh river..
I can see the mesa, as if trapped in resin.....it is good that the landscape stays the same, when everything else has changed. Something to count on. Beautiful, Annell.
yet i wear a watch on my arm to measure it's passage..............
chained to time.
In a world that spins on time and change there is such peace in a view that continues. Beautiful
Gah, I sure hope I don't need TV to tell me that time has passed... well no, I can see the aging in my own face. Argh.
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