Static

I’m not sure what I’m doing most of the time.
The hours just click on and escape my grasp.
I feel the minutes tickling my fingers on the very edge of my consciousness, a soft muted melody.
The seconds float away in the wind that coils through my hair.

I don’t know. I am so confused.

em.

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