Bother With Hours
grooveamatic
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Things which slowly trickle down
Like snow, taxes or a frown
Arrive in fragments of desire
Like matches held up to a fire.
This was almost evident
In the way the hours went
As you sat there, humming softly,
Fanning flies and drinking coffee.
"Why bother with hours", I saw you thinking,
"in this day of moments, sinking?
If seconds piling aren't enough
The minutes stack up like a bluff."
And then you stood, and blinked your eyes.
Imagine the size of my surprise!
That moment trickled by as well
And landed where the others fell.
Like snow, taxes or a frown
Arrive in fragments of desire
Like matches held up to a fire.
This was almost evident
In the way the hours went
As you sat there, humming softly,
Fanning flies and drinking coffee.
"Why bother with hours", I saw you thinking,
"in this day of moments, sinking?
If seconds piling aren't enough
The minutes stack up like a bluff."
And then you stood, and blinked your eyes.
Imagine the size of my surprise!
That moment trickled by as well
And landed where the others fell.
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The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
It sure does fly by...except when it doesn't. Time is so hard to understand. I find myself writing about it constantly.