Eternal Now
I came to
Strapped to the clock
With wires and meters
Stuck into my flesh
Measuring and monitoring
Dishing out to me
In small capsules
Moments of time
Forced to swallow
To observe
Whitewashed landscapes
Blurry images in harsh light
Numbed by an eternal today
Living in a moment
The never-ending sameness of seconds
Narcotic of repetition.
Copyright © Brian Olinger | Year Posted 2005
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