Time is an Asshole.
A blue glow from the alarm clock breaks up the darkness. Loud heavy snoring rumbles from an unknown part of the room.The sheets rustle as woman slips out of the bed.
A light silhouettes her in the door of the bathroom. Her form is that of divine artistry.
She closes the door quietly making as little sound as possible. It’s 2am and in here, there is no sound.
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A machine whirs. The darkness battles the blades of light that break through the venetian blinds. His hands struggle to drift towards the ceiling grasping at an unknown entity.
His right foot stirs.
It’s 2am in here and there is nothing but sound.
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We all have the same fears. The general fear of fear. The unknown. Everyone is the Same Except where they are Different. The air we breathe is the same. The food we eat is mostly the same. We all have the ability to be the same but we strive to be individuals for lack of better judgment.
It’s 3am here and there is no sound.
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The tree stands tall and firm. It’s branches out stretched awaiting a hug it will likely never receive. It’s leaves brush by the air we breathe and flutter like wings. Snow delicately rests on it’s limbs waiting out the sun.
It’s 3am out here and here there can only be sound.
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Death will never not happen, Life won’t wait for time and vice versa. A moment is nothing more than that, and then out of that is a new moment. We are controlled, like it or not, by something we cannot hear or see. Time. Time has the unique ability to Last and End. It continues to happen even when we want to remove the batteries, arms and face. We will never beat the tick tock. The cuckoo. I’m very self aware. I know this is garbage. Every word I write is just making the craft sharper. Better.
It’s 4am in here and I’m going mad.
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You already know this. You’ve heard it all before. The sound of paper balling up. The sound of the physical act of crying. The vacant stare. The longing for memories you can’t quite place. The overwhelming sorrow. The tightening of the stomach and that little ball in your throat that seems to burn as you swallow. It gets better. The only thing that makes it better is Time. Time is an asshole. He’s the catalyst and solution to most problems.
“I didn’t have enough time” We all don’t.
“If I only had more time” That’s cheating.
There is no clock in here.
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