twenty-one.

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𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 / 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒚 𝒃𝒆𝒔𝒕

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the clock in this strip mall
is four minutes fast
and i think i'm falling behind,
creating some great divide

i tried to procrastinate less
this year
and already i'm failing with time

only two weeks in and
i feel much less alive

the clock on my phone says 12:56
but the t.v. says it's 12:55
so maybe i've gained some time —
some time to make it right

my mom asks if i have finished my homework
but the truth is...
i haven't done a single sentence
and i haven't eaten any breakfast

i need to talk to people for a project
but i can't even talk to my friends

and all my math problems are
halfway to their ends,
not quite completed but just enough
for me to feel like i've finished them up

please don't perceive me
i'm sorry, it hurts

it's too hot for midnight
it's too cold for morning
i feel like i'm melting
i feel like i'm drowning

will someone please dig me out
of this living grave,
please let me see the light of day

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