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(give or take a few)
minutes in my life.
the number is profound.
but,
it's not that easy, to break a life down.
i'm sure there is a calculation, that covers the basics bits, work, eating, sleeping, abultions.
but,
to bring the moments to the minutes,
thats a vastly different thing.
how do you count the moments of brillance,
that burn bright on the horizon beyond and before.
those moments of pure kindness or blind and ****** ignorance that elicit change.
the joy of the moment,
the rage of a second,
the hours borrowed
in worry never yet, to be repaid.
how many minutes wasted,
or not fully tasted,
devoured to quickly.
those seconds we fumble,
in awkward silences,
or those we waste wanting more.
then the hours of breastbeating
or simply bleating.
are they lesser in importance,
than,
the days lost in thought,
or in grief,
time spent, begging for relief,
from a heart so, so, sore.
remember the weeks,
when,
we sent packing,
the fox or the bear, the lion and the tiger from fear's flimsy,
fragile door.
months of not belonging,
then the longing
and finally
the lounging & laughing,
when tickled to our core,
the tock of the clock,
when we
are too cold,or too hot,
or
just,
not quite right.
time,
that keeps ticking,
while,
we are sticking our noses, where
they are not wanted.
time spent watching from afar,
minutes of small talk,
hours of deep
and meaningful,
days
of young lust,
months
of expectancy,
years
of togetherness,
decades
of love.
a delineation
of seperateness,
eons,
immemorial,
of eternity.
these are the times,
of my minutes,
i want
ciphered,
into
the fabric of time.
