I miss the slow passing of time. When the event horizon of late - TopicsExpress



          

I miss the slow passing of time. When the event horizon of late summer’s inevitable change to fall stretches into forever, when fat juicy cross spiders spin webs in unfortunate places, when the ragweed’s leaves are forever tinged in brown, and a season’s worth of dust and discarded gum wrappers catch up into breezes that whirl around my dry cracked feet. Time doesn’t do that any more, I’m too busy to notice its slow passing, I’ve already passed fall, I’m fixated more on the inevitability of winter.
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 04:07:26 +0000

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