I'm crowded
surrounded
by things I can't
change
dominated by
numbers
found every day

we all get 24
hours that is
neither rich nor poor
everyone the same

and days follow days
turning themselves into weeks
to weak to hold it all
together giving into
release

7 days make one of these
a little more and we will
have 4 molded to produce
a mumbled-up jumbled-up
month

each month but a twelfth
giving into that year
I forgot to write anything
at all or maybe I couldn't

and here it is the
22nd day of the 7th month
let's not forget the hour
10 in layman's terms
22 in military
minute of 43

and I have just
let go of my
9inth child
this revolution
of days
she has fought hard
for her moment of time

writer's block ~
I've got your number

07/22/2005

Author's Note: counting nothing

Posted on 07/23/2005
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