days like these are a

torture and a breeze

when you travel far away

things seem to change in this world

time becomes odd

when we are closer too

melting us and twisting

the swirl away of a tide pool

or the drip of a burning candle

fifteen minutes can seem

like an hour or

an hour can seem like

just a few seconds

I don’t need a drum roll

to emphasize anticipation tonight

but a joke is just a

way kill time too

and it’s like snapping bones

in as slow a way possible

being this far from you

my dear

it’s true

About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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