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fastforward[not]rewind
by Lindsay Sandersi once curled up into a ball
and shrunk my lazy head to a
size that could fly with the
light of stars through the
space-time continuum, and
searched with determined
eyes for the button in the
sky that reads:
fast-forward.
those longing to press
this button, beware. we
deactivated the rewind
button a few months ago
due to the disturbances it
it was causing in multiple
galaxies. this is a powerful
button. pressing into the
future leaves no room for
return to missed past.
thanks,
the management.
and by the time i had made up
my weary mind over whether
or not to press the stupid thing,
i had forgotten why i was there
in the first place.
the end.
04/18/2004 Author's Note: short story, poem, whatever you want to call it, it's me right now. so there ya go.
Posted on 04/19/2004
Copyright © 2024 Lindsay Sanders
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Stephanie Kent on 04/19/04 at 03:08 PM I've felt like that before...you captured it very well. This is ironic and clever...wonderful:) |
| Posted by Mo Couts on 08/22/11 at 01:51 AM It was you then, and it's been so many of us at various stages in our lives. At any rate, it's pure awesomeness and appreciated. |
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