I AM SLOWED
I am slowed, though not stopped,
by the transfixing moments that
assault me. The dead and the
wiry; things so much to do,
crates to pack and walk. It all
cannot be so much to bear : One
lifetime, many stances?
-
A hummingbird would know the
score, if I found a way to communicate.
The question looms - is Time as we
know it, little fast bird, swift, or slow?
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