Time warps
and wraps
around my body,
gripping my neck
and catching my breath
with reckless cruelty.
Time slides
and slithers
down my spine,
curling its way
around...
I’ve recently noticed that I’ve stopped living life–I’m just trying to get to the next day, just living in the thought of tomorrow.
I’m not living, but rather, I’m waiting. And I have a problem:...
