Anyone else reeling? It's been one year. I have started and stopped working all day today, almost dumbstruck by time. As such, my day has flown by; light when it was dark, and sun where it was grey, just weeks ago.
I have had a lot of blinding and weird years in the last 7 or 8. Most of the last 8 years to be more precise. Many of them have flown by, earning the usual remarks. "Can you believe it?" "Time goes so fast." And so on.
While there's little real risk in being cliché (that's sort of the point, right?), I'm gonna do it anyway. This year slipped by while it ground me to a halt. It contained the most unaccounted minutes of life I have lived in many decades and left me painfully aware of its deeply quiet seconds.
Do you feel this way?
In my timeless distraction today, I wrote. And I am going to share it with you, because this is what I'm doing right now. That's where this blinding and weird fucking year has left me.
And you are welcome to share right back. Take care, S
One Year
13 full moons
Super ones
New ones
Pulling at our waters
The cerebrospinal fluid sloshing
From side to side.
I thought it was just me
Banging my head against
The wall
Lots of walls.
Cages have lots of walls
What can slow the pushing
Pulling
Sloshing;
Be the Dramamine for our
Constant sickness
Standing absolutely still
Motionless
Nearly breathless
Like hide and seek
Where you are hidden in plain sight.
Your air tightly bound
Under your collar bone
Waiting to be found.
Slowly loosen that pressure
Feel it rock gently from your lips
To the count of
365 days.
The year of life
Ingested as muddy and granular
Seeps out as air
Into more air
Disappears colorless and odorless
Invisible
Good thing we had 13 moons
