Wednesday, November 08, 2006
The Value Of A Minute (from "A Slip Of The Tongue")
I have found that as I get older
my time seems to be fleeting.
I remember when I was a child - time seemed endless then.
but now I feel like I am being dragged through
the ticks and the tocks:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21,
22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40,
41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59,
60.
tonight I've been sitting here
waiting for bed.
the clock goes
9:00pm
then
9:25pm
and it is all a swirl of desperation
and frustration
knowing that I will have to spend most of my day tomorrow
under the thumb of someone else.
so fucking thanks to the working world.
thanks to the expectations of others.
thanks to the scheduling.
thanks to the consequences and the punishments.
yes, thanks, because now in my short life time
I have learned the value of a
minute.
and it is with great regret that I must inform you
that I'm going to be sick tomorrow.
too sick to work.
too sick to care.
and I will have to spend my time getting better by the pool
with a
six pack
of
beer.
my time seems to be fleeting.
I remember when I was a child - time seemed endless then.
but now I feel like I am being dragged through
the ticks and the tocks:
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21,
22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40,
41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59,
60.
tonight I've been sitting here
waiting for bed.
the clock goes
9:00pm
then
9:25pm
and it is all a swirl of desperation
and frustration
knowing that I will have to spend most of my day tomorrow
under the thumb of someone else.
so fucking thanks to the working world.
thanks to the expectations of others.
thanks to the scheduling.
thanks to the consequences and the punishments.
yes, thanks, because now in my short life time
I have learned the value of a
minute.
and it is with great regret that I must inform you
that I'm going to be sick tomorrow.
too sick to work.
too sick to care.
and I will have to spend my time getting better by the pool
with a
six pack
of
beer.
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