October 25th, 2008

mole-think, writing, write, mole-write

So true for me

melanie posted a Marge Piercy poem called "Travelling Dream" on her LJ today. It seems to me to be describing a dream/nightmare. However, the second stanza always seems to be true for me. This is an edited version of my comment to her post:

 Thank you for posting this. It is obviously a poem about a dream but this stanza is always true for me:



 Secretly the clock is bolting

forward ten minutes at a click

instead of one. Each time

I look away, it jumps.



A week ago feels like a minute ago and something my alarm reminded me to do an hour ago feels like one second ago. Maybe this explains why I forget everything - it is more that I know I still have ages until a deadline that is already passed.


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