Time

It doesn’t take long

  for fleece to warm my skin

  for my head to swivel

  for my shoulders to drop

  for my mind to understand

  for my ears to complain at the loudness of the quiet

It doesn’t take long

  for the anger to swell

  for my heart to race

  for my mind to languish in mourning

  for my once warm tears to sting

  for my laughter to turn into screams

It doesn’t take long

  for my mind to wander

  for my dreams to fail

  for my sleep to skip a night (or day)

  for my hunger to pass

  for me to lose interest

It doesn’t take long

 

// image credit: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Week

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