Tagged: minutes

at the end of a

at the end of a
new york
minute, there are
just more
minutes
masquerading
as hours, days,
galaxies
.
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** in the absence of The Daily Post from WordPress, here’s your daily prompt: masquerading

of all the hours

of all the hours
visible to humans,
occasionally,
we will let slip
an extra hour,
unseen, yet felt
dancing within the
joyful layers
between
you and me
.
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within every hour,

within every hour,
there are eleven minutes
that take flight, nearly

a fifth of a minute that
sits still, one-eighth in running shoes
.
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minutes give way to

in the car heading

in the car heading
southeast, we all looked
back
towards
the sky’s symphony,
seventeen minutes before
sunset, twenty-two
are we there yets?
until serenity
.
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when we are

when we are
together, the minutes
are spun inside each
hour into cotton
candy, and the
day twirls, leaving
a sweet residue
.
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it starts with a

it starts with a
preference to forget,
curves around an
inclination or two,
pauses at the
corners of affection,
excitement, and despair,
slides undetected
between the minutes
right before and the
minutes just after,
unwinds itself from
the pillars of
belief and disbelief,
lets go
.
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there are aches that can

there are aches that can
drag you across one hour
into the next and

the next – during which you realize
you were never in control
.
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minutes before

minutes before
departure inescapably
turn into seconds –
before you
know it, you’re
on the other side
.
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perhaps time stretches

perhaps time stretches
during separation, seconds
become minutes,
minutes, hours,
and so on and so forth,
so that upon
return, it is
best to use caution
when opening
overhead bins, as
items may have
shifted in flight
.
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