After Eternity

Wed, 06/19/2013 - 09:15 -- mmintac

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28386
United States
34° 50' 48.7788" N, 79° 7' 15.5388" W

Sixty seconds moved like frozen molasses
on to a hungry man's biscuit.
When I was five years old.
We lived for candy and ice cream.
We worried about eating our greens.

Now, we beg for minutes, willing to pay for a moment
of solace and silence.
Our minds run faster and dream bigger
than our bodies are capable of doing. But
we do not listen.

The hunger grows meaner and the appetite
becomes ruthless. Greed digs its roots into our
souls. But we'll never stop. We'll never have enough
attention.

And after eternity ends, we've ate
our greens and finished our ice cream.
I'll be sitting here begging for frozen molasses.
With a biscuit in my hand

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