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Fast Forward

by Kerowyn Rose

Please, Day. Go by fast.
Hurry now.
Speed through time tunnels
to the near end of your being.
Anticipation is as heavy as the pause
before a base-drum thunder and I’ve
got things to do. This waiting is anxiety
stuck in a mason jar - no air holes.
Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick. Tick.
I’ve done nothing to deserve a time-out.
Let’s go already!


Posted on 06/21/2013
Copyright © 2023 Kerowyn Rose

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by George Hoerner on 06/23/13 at 07:33 PM

I really enjoyed this piece. But I also must say it depends upon age! Some of us don't have a lot days left to "rush" through!!

Posted by Rob Littler on 06/25/13 at 05:37 AM

Free-base drum?

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