A Slender Slice Of Time

May 23, 2009 | Filed Under Poetry 

The world keeps moving on,
it stays the same,
but this time through the eternal cycle,
the same …. stings

in this slice of time,
the world slows me down
strokes me at the core
like the tick, tock
of a school day clock

I feel it well,
this time

the arrow of nature moves forward
pulled from its recycled quiver
only this time, the shot missed its mark
ripping through years of calloused skin

piercing the gray matter,
(or is it the neurons) of my brain,
causing quivers of pain to reverberate
and cycle through what-ifs,
the same way the world
retries the same worn stories
while the arrow of time flies forward
defying our most cherished expectations

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