Friday, February 26, 2016

TIME LAPSE

Actually—not so very
long after

row row rowing—
our boats all
the way

across the wide
titanic

sea—in search of some
freedom,

what we
found was—ourselves.

Marooned
in the same huge
line, in front
of some very sleek futuristic

stainless check-
out counter,

and all staring—duly hard
at the magazine
and news-
paper

racks while
we waited. And reading, to kill
the time—again

and again
and again, all of their tall
fantastic

headlines, in the vain
hope that,

on one
of those passes—something
about one

of them
would start
to look

different to us,
even if it
still

sounded exactly—
the same.

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